Peel back the skin and see....….
There’s no mystery in history from the past that seeks thee
like those images of slaves lynched from sycamore trees,
many hear the cries of their ancestor’s pain
but here we are in 2016 wiping tears with a-
handkerchief of oppression’s remains.
Racism is hatred that gains traction on ignorance tread
then grabs a hold of stupidity; idiocy bred,
and what boggles my mind in this day and age
is that some believe we’re still different,
when we all bleed red.
Generations of children culturally mislead
prejudicial influences through years’of being spoon fed-
by parents intellectually lacked;
not just speaking of caucasians either,
I’m including some blacks.
I ponder how long will it take
to remove evil from the mind before it contaminates,
infects spirits, leaving many hearts bitter…
with souls like black roses, those that die and withered.
There’s such a beauty and uniqueness
in the difference shades of our skins,
if we just bypass the exterior....and look at what lies within.
Harmonize two hues of paints and watch them blend,
an outcome more gorgeous then it first begin.
My family and friends come in all colors
I’ve never once discriminated underneath covers,
my thighs divide and provide an equal opportunity...
with my worthy selective lovers,
I'm more concerned with righteousness and merit in others.
And I wonder....
if you saw blue eyes, blonde hair with white face
then peeled back a layer…
revealing sun-kissed skin, brown eyes of African race,
*Would you look at me differently?*
(June 4, 2012- revised)