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  My white  so thin skinned yet precision skilled to fillet and kill any soul that’s melanated    Unabated savagery 
where’s the worst place a black child can live?       — white comfort.
I’ve lived in the same city my whole life but I still get treated like a foreigner.
A scourge of white rats Foul, diseased Intent on destroying everything in their path And the Pied Piper that leads them plays songs of evil They have been waiting... Watching. For years
Tale as old as time Sad as it may seem Privileged white man Only takes a stand When it’s for his team   Different is bad
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 institutions that only aim for the retention, of all people of color still fighting against oppression.
Pale skin.  Long, straight hair.   Green eyes.  Slimmer nose. Thinner lips.    Everyday I wake up and these features haunt me because I thought they would make me happy.  
Did you see it?That brother can do itoh yes indeed he can,  
Being born on US soil means your life has more value Hate special snowflakes, unless it’s Matthew One life is worth more than 80,000 so long as it’s Christian
I am what you call a latina Just another mexican niña I am what you call a pansexual Once again another ignored label   America the Great
I normally don’t like reading about political opinions in poetry. It is not a place for poets to duel with the pen; it is supposed to be a place of peace, of tranquility.
You just cannot tell me To respect the men in blue When I'm still a runaway, Post-slave to the system Still a blooded Indian Still a blooded African Still the 'other American in their eyes.
If power were in my hands  Hmnn If power were in my hands  Hmnnn I would give my people a greater chance  Chance to fulfill their destiny  Chance to digress or advance 
abird in the skyfell to die, yet a will to driveand  mind on restfell into a nestgod blessed! a new kind of test-with feathers, my strengthhis renewal
Even prior to this movement, I have always hated those who seek equality. I abhor the thought of becoming one with animals that are filthy. Just why even bother fighting for their rights,
It is their mission, To gleefully condition, Our fine nation, To hate a station, no lower than themselves.
Did the end of inequality start in Vermont in 1777 or Did it start in at the end of the first month in 1865. Can we put a date to the day when people realized civil disobedience was
We live in a place Filled with promises That are disgraced Where some are privileged and others oppressed While our ignorance continues This disgrace Land of equality Bull shit I say
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