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A Color Is Not My Name Part 2
(this poem is a part two of my 'a colour is not my name' poem. Ps; these are scattered.) Just because im brown doesn’t mean I am cruel. Because you prejudice people are the bullies at school. Funny how you protest against bullying. Yet when my people speak up, you never take them seriously. “she has no facts” “she doesn’t understand what we’re doing”. Yes I do, but you’re so stubborn to see through. Stubborn to open up your minds. Obstinate to see with your eyes. This poem is not a hate letter, don’t get me wrong. This poem is to express what I feel about your faults. Nobody’s perfect, I get that a lot. But don’t hide behind that phrase, don’t be a fraud. Have you seen the amount of marches on the street? How many riots that you haven’t seen? All is happening because of the hate you give. All is happening because you think, we, browns, is a mistake? You’re hiding behind you’re power, we know. We all know you’re a coward. We’ve been told. Imbecile how so many poems out there is about racism. Yet So little action taken to get rid of it. Back in the days, colors are what divided us. The whites were in power, the blacks were slaves. Somehow it is still the same until this day. Except they don’t slaughter blacks, they hurt them with what they say What is so hard for you to accept difference? Why are you so against different humans? When will you see the mirror’s reflection, That there will always be some sort of complexion. A color is not my name. A color is not a label. A color is not a category. A color is the definition of diversity.
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