Poems about Race
Why does skin color matter?
We are people, arent we?
Black brown or white
We differ but its alright
We're all warm bodies,
put together in an artistic ways,
Our skin isn't what society embodies,
The Bible reads
"All Men Are Created Equal"
So why do you detest me so?
My heart beats
My brain thinks
There once was a man who said, "I have a dream."
This man's dream was to be more than what he seem.
Who’d know the color of my skin presents so much ambiguity in society?
A different angle in the light of the city
“Red and yellow BLACK and WHITE
They are precious in his sight…”
Words and songs sometimes forgotten,
Your color does not make you
Your language does not define you
Your neighborhood should not break you
You are you
From the beginning of time we have been judged by the color of our skin.
Not caring for what was within.