A racial slur was thrown at me today and it upset me. I blew up and got this person in trouble, which was a tad childish but I won't stand for that type of name calling and it of course spawned this poem
Hopelessly afraid
Of what might happen
Most don’t realize
Often it’s an idiotic fear
People have even killed because of it
Hoping that they wouldn’t get the disease
Only it isn’t a disease
But some still see it that way
I just want to say
All of you need to grow up and open your eyes!
With Rosa Parks passing, and Matthew Shephard's gay beating, society needs to wake up and offer their seat of acceptance. Nice poem, Melissa.
Sage
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on October 11, 2005
Not childish. It's the norm. As an instinct.
In my life I've found with exception of the Yanks. Brits, and Aussies, ok NZ too. Most folk are not met or accepted into another country or culture except for lip service.
Worse thing that happened here was the anti racism board.
It is abused. Yet with children they care not for race colour or creed, they just see friends.
Oneday I hope all bounderies are broken. We share the worlds resoures. Helping our brother humans. The same God made us all.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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In my life I've found with exception of the Yanks. Brits, and Aussies, ok NZ too. Most folk are not met or accepted into another country or culture except for lip service.
Worse thing that happened here was the anti racism board.
It is abused. Yet with children they care not for race colour or creed, they just see friends.
Oneday I hope all bounderies are broken. We share the worlds resoures. Helping our brother humans. The same God made us all.