The Simple Madness of Race

The Simple Madness of Race

A 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, it isn't color. It is rich against the poor. They took away free lunches for the poor children and increased the war budget. The fat men and the fat women in Washington D.C. They do see the poor. They see the donors. Once a great President Obama tried to keep the lobbyist out of Washington D.C. Guns, liquor, cigarettes and war contractors control our world. We allowed the 2% to control our world. Powerful and strong words shared. I am lucky. I live in Michigan. We have been mixed-up for many moons. And we get along. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.

Posted 11 Months Ago

I couldn't agree with you more, Eddie. Diversity should be celebrated not feared.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on December 5, 2022
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Eddie Phillips
Eddie Phillips

Denver, CO

Writer, 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..


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