Poems about Race
My God isn't her god, Isn't His God, Isn't your God. My God has a different name, a different form, and claim to fame.
Gather round young and old I have a story that needs to be told, this story can still be heard round the nation.
Negro, dark skinned or black.
They know not my name, they don't know jack.
Basing their opinions on me,
Why does skin color matter?
We are people, arent we?
Black brown or white
We differ but its alright