Poems from Lizbeth Anahi Ibarra
We are not heroes.
We are just people,
trying to survive.
You and I,
are not equals.
You work from home
while I...
I work to ensure...
If you're not outraged, you're not paying attention. It's all the white supremacist the president fails to mention. It's all these racist...
When I say "homeless," what do you see?
Someone dressed in dirty clothes, out on the street?
Someone with a cup, asking for change so they...
What if white were black and black were white,
What if night were day and day were night.
Would things stay the same
Or would they suddenly...
America the Great?
No, America is hate.
Divided by supremacy
yet, we're called "United States."
The unfortunate reality
but I still have...