A poem about race relations in the past as it relates to the United States.
Color
I never understood our fascination with colors.
I could say that I would die for mother
But not because of loyalty to red or blue
Or failure to yield correctly at the request made after flashing red and white lights…but…would you?
I guess that depends on your color
We are infuriated by Hitler’s genocides and anti-Semitic heights
But don’t we do the same here with our blacks and whites
History always repeats itself but instead of religion…it is beliefs of supremacy
That depress our entities
Selfishly protecting the unspoken truths that knowledge is the key
Strategically planting seeds of ignorance
And intolerance
And we know that the fruit never falls to far from the tree
Because the roots are planted so deep within their family trees
That they can’t be swayed by mixes of reason because infectious ways have spread purely up to some leaves.
A potency
Represented by cycles that appear with abuse , infidelity, racism and in a lot of cases truths.
How many, appearing in the court of law, are found to be telling the truth?
Well, that depends on your color!
We talk about unity
Yet we remain separated and in some cases invisible…hidden behind unspoken of boundaries
We see cities divided with no plans of mending
Yet, everyone accepts this as their norm? Are you kidding!?!
Some of our actions do nothing but throw salt on our unhealed wounds
Like Kanye West
:::smh:::poor Taylor shift :::smh:::
Acting a fool
Or Bernie Madoff playing us all…so smooth
But we know it was for the love of the green
You, maybe just as sly when the name of the game is greed
I agree…
Money is a necessity
But I have faith that He has a plan for me
I will be financially care-free
And that I believe!!
Funny how that has no color association
Well…at least not for me
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