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In the RedA Poem by Michael G. SmithThey said there is no more Black or white but only grey No more wrong or right Nor night or day If it feels good Then it&rsq.. |
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Why Racism?A Poem by Jimmy GlennAnti-Racism writing. We are all equal but equality is not what we want, its fairness. |
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White BailedA Poem by BThe plaintiff rings a dogmatic known bellAs the satiny bars start to tightenMountains of handsome sea greenBreaking the towering sharp edgeSkies seem .. |
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how/liteA Poem by Vria P Crow"Sweat slides within my palm, grasping howlite..." |
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The TorrentA Poem by AnnaSeven years by, the torrent of ice persists,freezing the bones of a galaxy that resists.What brings you to that frosted edge there,where nothing but c.. |
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New PerspectiveA Poem by Bailey GrayThe sun wasn’t golden and shining todayIt was shades of swirling greyI couldn’t feel the warmth of its raysThe grass and trees did not swa.. |
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Wölfe und EisA Poem by AnnaFootprints in the white, white snow before a castle old,belonging to the wolf who lurks deep in pine shadows.His eyes are pale but yellow like the sun.. |
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The Frost of SiberiaA Poem by AnnaThe frost on the window-pane obscures -blurs the snowfall and the beckoning night.I drink to the pale flurry that ensures,that the world that was, is .. |
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Black-and-WhiteA Poem by thaleeyaLunaI am the girl under the colored rain... |
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Shadows in AmericaA Poem by Goulden BeanDedicated to Heather Heyer |
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WHITEA Poem by Sylvia ChikaClothed in white Not dead Not in Heaven Not even at my wedding Far from it All in white Running down the hallway Searching for th.. |
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BlackA Poem by RamkOn the way; Country road; White stripes on roads; Blue lake , deep today; Green fields lookin' alive. Many things to admire, Although I'm busy.. |
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High School MisgivingsA Story by Shihmai CrestwoodA young black girl is forced to face the racial tensions of life in the south. |
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Current AffairsA Poem by Space EnemaSociety has people scared of me Though I have no murderous urges Cops follow me for no reason But white people shoot up churches News .. |
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HandA Poem by Alfred Kukitzcan we hold hands |
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Weiß Herr (White Lord)A Poem by AnnaThe forests comewalking, forgettingwith me.(Ich leibe dich, mein Herr.Ich leibe, mein Herr.Weiß Herr.)Ich bin vergessen-eine Frau.The forests co.. |
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CountingA Poem by AnnaI am counting minutes till I can count hours-counting seconds and sips of cheap coffee.I rush to count raindrops and snowflakes-counting soap bubbles .. |
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