Why should there be racism
If the whites lived with us in the past?
Why do they belittle us;
When we still live with them and share equal rights and glory in their success?
Is it because we were too soft hearted to have made them our leaders,
or is it because we are still way too soft hearted to be making them treat us so badly without complaint?

Oh, yes...
I now get it,
They get the strength to mistreate us from the hate expressed by our own kind
When some fellow blacks treat eachother like garbage;
With malice and loathe.

They have it in mind;
Their own kind is of evil deeds,
And as dangerous and poisonous as BLACK SCORPION.
Instead of empowering unity to curb RACISM,
And all must stop;
We are all BLACKS at heart,
And there are no good blacks, or bad blacks.
Just God's beautifully made creatures.

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerfully expressed

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