Alibies in the morning,

scheming and jiving,

reactions and infractions.


The more negitive we are,

the deeper we get,

the more we regret,

while we regret we forget.


The trust, love and understanding.

All the bad times, 

hate of ourselves,

thoes things we should be mendind.


A message from the black man.

We know your disapointment and fears.

Your love and your tears,

the scorn and shame.


The other race started it,

who is to blame?

Unfocused and destracted, 

bits and pieces of the truth,

covering in lies and alibies.


By Atif A. Samad / Ralph Wilkins


This poem is about: 
Our world


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