Mommy said stay away
Mommy said she would hurt me
She said the scarf on her head,
Made her scary.
Mommy said love doesn't change
Mommy said he's so to dark
Why did mommy burn the colors?
Why did mommy hate?
Why could she not appreciate?She was wrong, all along.
The scarf on her head wasn't dangerous
She wasn't scary, I wasn't wary
Love can change, without a doubt,
Love is love, not parts
Mommy said he would rape me,
She was wrong.
His color didn't change a thing
Why did mommy burn the colors?
She hated the future,
For her it was required
Mommy was wrong.
Muslims aren't all terrorist.
Gays arent Satan's way.
He's black, but that did not change,
Anything.
Hate, is the past
Love, is the future
Don't be like mommy....
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Life In Poems
PoetryThese are different poems talking about serious things, and maybe some not serious things. TRIGGER WARNING