Race

Black, yellow, white, and Brown,

does it really matter where im from.

We all live togather in this world,

side by side, toe to toe, 

why must we fight for being who we are

we live in the same place why must we look at race.

It is never to late to stop the hate

and start to become best mate..

 

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My country
Our world
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Comments

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First time making a poem lol. Don't know if this is any good.

soccertony10.tm@gmail.com

First time making a poem don't know if this is any good.

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