Poems from lovelyrebel

Time Flies
I'm called black, But I'm brown, I'm called yellow, But I'm black,  I'm called black,   And I'm proud.    I'm called a nigga,   But I'm...
If I Were A Young Black Male
My mind is the paper, Their words are the sins, Smudging all the ink on the paper, So it can blend in.   Now my paper is all dirty, My mind...