I look into the mirror
kiss this face
I use to feel inferior.
Beat down by an
unforgiving society,
where race seems
to be a big propriety.
Black boy your ancestors
were slaves,
you're a chip off the
old ancester tree,
you don't deserve to
be free.

You can't write a book,
your best talents
be my kitchen cook.
Get away from that
expensive airplane,
you must be insane,
if your think you'll
get a chance to fly,
smaller brain is why.
Tuskegee Airmen,
black fighter pilots,
world war two,
professionally flew.
Naysay liar,
the black man was
a great flyer.

I kiss this black hand,
look out and love
my fellow man.
I can't hate you
because of
your white face,
my heart would be
in the wrong place.
With a displaced heart
a man is defeated
even before he start.

OnepoetGem