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How do I begin?
We may not share the same colour skin,
But how do I begin?
You are my brother,
You are my sister,
And together we will win.
Believing that we as a human race are all connected,
Standing beside one another,
You are affected,
So how can so much hate be shared between eachother?
So where do I begin?
The abuse you get because of the colour of your skin,
Makes me realise that patience wears thin,
From a white man claiming and abusing his so called 'power,'
From a white woman drowning in her white supremacy of ignorance,
Stopping our world from the shower of well deserved love.
But where do I begin to explain to my children that we are all one,
Firstly we together must unwind what has been done,
For my black brothers and sisters are not to blame,
But my white fathers and mothers who hate to share the same
Life.
Living, breathing, life.
Enough is enough.
It is time for change,
I stand with you, forever, always, everyday.
Justice will be served.
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A/N: #blacklivesmatter I am dreaming of the day when the world reaches equality.
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The Essence of Poetry.
PoetryA selection of poetry I have wrote over the years. Finally feel ready to present it and what better place than on here for you all. The privilege of being the first to see it's true essence. TAE.
