Poems about Race
Pretty brown skin, girl you know those boys love you
They Still Have Money For Wars , But No Money To Feed The Poor .
One gun for Akai Gurley One shot for Trayvon Martin One bullet for Mike Brown
I’m white, Caucasian, Dutch, Norwegian. I have no month To celebrate this background,
Long Live the King by Christian Betancourt God Bless the soul of Martin More than just any ordinary man
The color of one’s skin Is not where they begin There should be no racism
The one thing that upsets me the most, is when they teach racism and segregation in school.
The days of old hold value, courage, and honesty The children respect their parents The people expect honesty
In China, hospitals skip the fourth and the fourteenth floor because four in Mandarin Chinese