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Ewurakua

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since November 2013
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What is This?

November 7, 2013

What is this?               

Our world

What has it come to?

Our thoughts

What have they fallen to?

A prejudice mind set has taken over us, racism covering our hearts

Our past, keeping us from living in the present, together, as one

Our children

Making jokes about every race but that of theirs

Our elderly, look down scornfully as we converse with other ethnicities

As if it is the tone of our skin that governs our status in this world

How

Can a human; blood running through their veins, as it does mine

Believe that they can stomp over me and my people like a pack of wolves,

As we are the prey, that they hunt down as animals and smirk at our fall

What

Is it that separates one from another that causes a barrier of color between us?

Nothing,

Is what we felt like after years of hatred and no recollection of it in the minds of our young

But everything is what we are

And what we will continue to be

The world must understand that were are one, created by one, loved by one

And if one of us hurt, we all hurt, one of us cry we all cry

That not one of us should be disregarded

Else we disregard ourselves.

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