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Rosa's Eyes

sitting fearfully 
with stubborn resolve 
warm cocoa simmering 
amongst whitewashed marshmallows
puffed up with self worth 
dusted with sugary arrogance

slurs stirring inside 
endlessly whipping frenzy 
to pleading eyes
she rode in silence 
speaking volumes 
that would sound loudly 

what kind of world was this 
that the light
feared the dark 
instead of welcoming 
the blending 

for one without the other 
would leave emptiness
filling the void with 
tangible hate
teeth bared 
without reason

lessons learned
at someone else's knee
wrapped up in lies 
to be labeled

still she sat
with the ignorance
staring through windows 
from the past 
with defiant intent 
to change her limited view 

of future expectations

in her eyes blurred images 
of burning crosses 
trees with swinging feet 
and white hooded men 
claiming superiority 
in God's name 
or any name 
that would justify
immense cruelty

the past lived inside her 
poverty and hunger 
dark degradation 
remembered in memories 
of generations 
spoken like fairy tales 
but with truth's conviction 

her papa had borne scars 
engraved with hatred 
into honeyed skin 
of the shackles that cut 
deeply into worth 
and self definition

inside his eyes was 
aching refusal 
to accept so called truths
he and his papa before him 
carried the scars 
passing them forward 
to burn again in new eyes 

hoping and praying 
to one day drown 
fiery flames of pain 
with cooling salves 
of knowledge,
and most of all 

little girl dreams 
are all the same 
they know no distinction 
of class or race 
human rights are
should be granted to all 
human beings


yet some still ride the bus
at the very back  
fighting to regain 
what should 
have always been theirs

watching the scenes evolve
over and over 
reinventing prejudice 
disguising its malicious intent 
through concave windows 
that catch an eternity 
of tears



falling silently 

from Rosa's eyes...

Copyright © Bernadette Langer

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