I have a brother
that is white,
I have a brother
that is yellow light.
I have a brother
that is red,
all this racial hate
needs to be put to bed,
but it lingers
around instead.
The color of skin,
doesn't even start to
explain what is in,
Jesus died for all our sin.
Humanity
isn't only skin deep,
this won't keep.
It's the deep down,
where the
heart and soul
are found.
My Assignment
earth man,
black man to be exact,
The Lord made it a fact.
Member of the human race,
still others judge me
by the color of my face.
There were times when
my brothers would
disappear without a trace.
We may be different colors, speak different languages, but our blood is one of the same! RED! Doesn't matter! Powerful call for change and acceptance; bravo, Gem! One of your best yet!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
I so enjoy and appreciate your truths, Gem Troubadour!! Your poetry (as with artwork) always makes me smile. Now...just one difference...as in Man and Wo-man :o) You gonna tackle THAT poetic explanation?? hmmmmm...a challenge? :o)
Blessings ~~ Micke
Underneath the exterior, we're all the same: same muscles, same bones, same organs, same veins and arteries, same nerves, same red blood. We all put our pants on, one leg at a time. It's time we stop judging a book by its cover - powerfully penned.
Another good one. Again you tell it like it is.
As I see it, ehre was a time way back there when
we all emerged from the same cave. I think there
was full moon. - Gene.
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on May 21, 2008
Grady, that is a magnificent work reflecting our need to put aside racial differences. (Except I am having trouble with this jihad crap.) I've always had a mini United Nations around me, so never could understand the fuss. We all have our purpose. If everyone intermarried, we'd put an end to this nonsense for good.
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Blessings ~~ Micke
Underneath the exterior, we're all the same: same muscles, same bones, same organs, same veins and arteries, same nerves, same red blood. We all put our pants on, one leg at a time. It's time we stop judging a book by its cover - powerfully penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
"The color of skin,
doesn't even start to
explain what is in,
Jesus died for all our sin."
As I see it, ehre was a time way back there when
we all emerged from the same cave. I think there
was full moon. - Gene.
You go!
Love, Elizabeth