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Erasing Racism

Racism lives in the souls of bitter ones… Miserable ones disconnected From the meaning of love and respect…. I’ve been called a white girl… I’ve been called a wet back They call me less Than my meaningful definition… Oh, did I mention I’m “Italian”? Don’t judge me by my skin color My accent or my “originiqueness” I’m the same in God’s eyes But “you” are what makes me different… It bothers most but I’m lovin’ it Creating ways to reach out to you globally… Standing as one nation We stand before you excepting “the unexcepted”….one by one No longer judgin’… “calling all nationalities!” We introduce to you….our blood “the same blood you bleed” Help us to evolve the meaning Of erasing racism…… respectfully by: Aleasha Martin

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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