Melting Pot
There's nothing wrong with a little heart,
I am human too
Life's just mixed a melting pot.
I'm a race of two worlds combined to one,
Not many can say that it's much fun.
My root's run deep a controversy in themselves,
What once was war now he Delves.
Two worlds that once discriminated and hated each other,
Now drawn together to create another.
At first seen wrong, a sin to God,
Or Gods creative mistake?
A force of nature or a freak of nature?
Am I black or white to them neither is right,
We come in so many colors our beautiful Bi-Racial skin.
A new breed of race that has no place.
Seen as something I'm not, or something quickly forgot.
I thought of myself as mulatto when I was young,
But other names would bitterly come.
McNigg, Oreo, and other foods,
They're all just fools.
In school on test's when asked a race,
They'd say check one
White, black or other
I was forced to call my mother
Now everyone's mixed
The single race is a dying breed
Now they say check as many as you need.
Copyright © Tenysha Thurman | Year Posted 2012
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