Poems about Race

La Boca the mouth Mi Boca My mouth I speak but I am hushed Callate me dicen
They wear blue and black.Silver badges ready to cut through skin and bone.Hearts and minds twisted into monsters.
Race does not exist
    “Gran, gran” was the name of,
Im a racist, but not to color, just to the human race.
There are many different colors, that I see on many faces. I see them on many people,
I don’t play by the society rules, I don’t blend well with the society norms either.
I don’t play by the society rules, I don’t blend well with the society norms either.
Feminism It is not just about gender.  
                     It’s kind of hard to point the finger of blame in this situation

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