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White Privilege

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White Privilege

Lily white
Petals have been bitten and broken
Where is the root?
And with your story
God is teaching me to love
 I’m prostrate on cold ground
begging on the behalf of your salvation
Your sanity

And you’ve lived the life of blackness
And we forget of the privilege you’ve been afforded
I’m taking all the words I’ve ever known
To play God and save you
I want to save you

Let me teach you how to dance then
Forget the men who leave beds cold
And safe dark places barren
I still believe we can live
And these are the stories we tell
To save the weaker vessels
And so drink to your life, breath, and chance
Lily white, when it comes embrace it
Find the texture with the lines of your fingers
Softness of your cheeks, and pucker of your lips

My God, how can I say this?
In what language, pretext, context do I form all the answers?
And then maybe you’ll smile and mean it
Cry and feel it
If no man has loved you
I have
If you have no God
I do
If you don’t know how to say it
I can
If you can’t find rest
I’ve slept


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  1. Date: 6/22/2014 12:33:00 AM
    Old ghost made of hatred for what they did. And how they excused their sins by saying they had the right. Ghost that poisoned generations into not seeing the crime that was committed to a race. No races one disposed of their home and another takento till it. GhoGhost that won't the past die but hold the grunge against the ancestors of the guilty. Those that see colors before they see a person.

    Indira Avatar Asante Indira
    Date: 8/3/2014 1:51:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    To see a person you have to see the color of their skin. Just like I'd note the color of your eyes. It's not what you see that's the problem it's how you react to what you see. It's not those who note color that frighten me it's those who feel that you must not acknowledge color in order to create acceptance. Funny thing, this poem is not about any of that.
  1. Date: 9/27/2012 12:57:00 PM
    these are proud words that remind me of a past we are all trying to forget. but old ghost never die. old ghost from both sides.

    Indira Avatar Asante Indira
    Date: 6/21/2014 11:22:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Describe these ghosts.