Poems about Race

(poems go here) I am a child of the Americans A light-skinned mestiza of the Columbian islands
I waited for a thousand years That looked just like the skies that are painted Of black.
Look at me and look at you we’re both the same you don’t have any clue, you signal me out
We still struggle as a country, with civil rights and equality. From race, color, religion, and orientation,
America… We’re the great melting pot We have every race, ethnicity, and type of person you could imagine
Black, White, No matter what color or race, Thank those who made this place truly, The “land of the free”,
Aren't we the land of the free? In freedom isn't there equality? Yet still we judge one another
We are waiting for the day That God will say That this life was a mere play And we were auditioning
The dream... of a determined man is defined by a person's character, by his goal, by his statue.
What is color? A trick of light Or lack of light. White is bright. Black is dull. But that’s not true.