my baby boy

My baby boy

lying in my arms

should have no cares

should be safe from harm

but he is white

so now with the world he must fight

against those who scream 

" equal rights "

that white men are evil,

to raise them a sin,

but this beautiful baby boy

is how they all begin.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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