Biraicial Bigotry


How can people be so mean?

I walk into a pubic place the stares are obscene!

They judge cause I walk in with my mother.

She's white, why is her child that color?

Being from the south all people do is judge!

How in the world can people even be this prejudice?

They assume Oh! Her father's not around,

But he's around to their astound.

They try to say my skin color makes me stuck up.

I just wish all the racist would  Shut Up!

 
This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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