Poems about Race
I cannot help but think why color even mattered in the first place
Close your eyes and we are all the same
5 AM tossing and turning
Watching as my eyes are closed the things they fought for
The words they spoke
Discrimination has always been wrong
Thats why today it is gone
We all were given a right to us
They walked and walked and walked. With bruised feet, they walked. With bruised souls, they walked. With bruised hearts, they walked.
They walked and walked and walked. With bruised feet, they walked. With bruised souls, they walked. With bruised hearts, they walked.
Everything was separate,
The fountains, the schools,
The tables, the buses,
Nothing was left untouched,
They came to America on a multitude of ships,
Bound in captivity by iron shackles and chains.
They say that words won't break a man
And names won't color your life and place.
But we belong to greater things.