The Color Blood

A statement to those of difference

His skin soft his hair short,
His muscles defined his name tort,
Her nails long her lashes curled,
Her eyes sparkling singing her world,
Taunt their enemy black their curse,
Brown their confusion KKK there worse,
The same as I gone in the flood,
We came one way the colour blood

© 2011 Thomas Fitzgerald

Author's Note

A simple stab at the truth!

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keith

well now … I purposefully find my way to the earliest entry or perhaps the one that has migrated to the last line in order to see just where this venture has launched
this piece is as good as one gets
strong truth
well done! so very well done!

Posted 5 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

5 Years Ago

Thank you ABG 2.0

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anne p. murray- LadeeAn..

Cynical poet:

"If human mouths were really roses, my lad--
(Why must we link things so?--)
I would tear yours petal by petal with ------"
(fill in the blanks)

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Added on April 12, 2011
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Thomas Fitzgerald

Wexford, Leinster, Ireland

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To all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..