Cold World


that's how I feel

my ghostly phantom surrounds me

lord please repeal


a world with two colors 

black and white

one superior one inferior 

what a gruesome sight



my chains departed 

soul still lost

the divide imparted

lord please repeal



little rock nine

government unperturbed

the visible parting line

a pain still endured


bruised, abused, forgotten

that's how I feel

a cold world surrounds me

lord please repeal

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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