Poems about Race
Our skin is not as white as snow
Does this make us worthless?
A lot of us grew up in single parent homes
We took a step back, I think.
Interpret how you will,
but I will interpret this year as thorns
I watch and I hear but where do I start It seems like America is falling apart This land of the free this home of the brave Is killing it
I watch and I hear but where do I start It seems like America is falling apart This land of the free this home of the brave Is killing it