Poems about Race
When I was 8, they told me King had “A Dream” He fought for civil rights the teacher said.
Long Live the King by Christian Betancourt God Bless the soul of Martin More than just any ordinary man Perhaps braver and bolder Much more in touch with his convictions And willing vocalize those same convictions Unafraid to go against the waves of soc
Long Live the King by Christian Betancourt God Bless the soul of Martin More than just any ordinary man
Calling us aliens, undocumented freaks, drug dealing mexicans and child molesting creeps,
Dear Little Brown Girl, At a young age, I did not yet realize that I was unique, different, one-of-a kind. I did not know the history of
It’s 4 PM here in Georgia, And I’m enjoying time with my friends
Will you be missed as you sit alone? What once was life now scab and bone?
Dear Humanity, The lips she used to kiss
Beauty. You're too dark for thatYour luscious skin once againhas been attacked by such harsh mentorment and hate was destined fo
I dream of thoughts and spaces where I reclaim my power, I dream of reciting verses:
We wear invisible chains alongside these bars Holding within our ancestor’s abuse and still fresh scars