The Simple Madness of RaceA Poem by Eddie Phillips Some of us choose to live in a state of madness. We focus on this "thing" we define as "a race." It is the categorical name we give a genetic change in the face. What is this thing called a race? What is a different kind? We are all human beings, in our bodies and our minds. Our race is not the distinction that defines us as a man. Only people filled with madness would dwell on a genetic tan. © 2022 Eddie Phillips |
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Eddie PhillipsDenver, COAboutWriter, Scholar, Martial Artist, Poet, etc. I write everything. Whatever is on my heart comes through my pen. I do not limit myself to only write what I think. I write what I feel. I write a lot .. more..Writing
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