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Standing in line at a gas station, Waiting on my turn to pay, There were two african women ahead of me, They seemed filled with joy that day, People were enjoying the first fruits of spring, Many vacationers lined the roads, The truckers were eating breakfast Taking a break from hauling loads. The line was moving nicely The african women stepped to the till What happened next i could not believe Left me with a sickening chill. The cashier told the ladies to step aside While she tended to the white mans needs, I immediately told her that these people were next. But she just wouldnt listen to me. The two women turned and looked at me, I apologised for what transpired, They smiled and said it was ok Man i wanted that cashier fired I thought about it afterwards It bothered me for many days How can we ever get along in this world, If we cant see past our own race

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/11/2013 12:09:00 PM
I love your poem. It is very sincere. this kind of things happen all the time. we are no better than anyone else. That is what I believe. You did the right thing. I have a poem here that you might like. ( Color Me ) Thanks for reading my poem. My sky was kind of cloudy for a couple of days, but the sun came out today.... Lucilla
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Date: 8/12/2013 11:57:00 PM
Unbelievable? And I thought the world was getting better? That last line is indeed what this world needs.
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Date: 5/4/2013 12:49:00 PM
This is very well written and the twist packs a punch. Good write
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Date: 5/4/2013 11:38:00 AM
There's always someone like that treating others differently... Due to race, sex, religion, ect... It's sad tht it happens...
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Date: 5/4/2013 7:15:00 AM
I don't suppose we will ever get past the point of seeing our differences rather than building on our common interests... Great job, Carl. ... Jake
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Date: 5/3/2013 9:04:00 PM
Its so nice of you to write down for the whole world to read it. What a pity this generation have a great question mark placed everywhere. Very sad for the 2 women. Nicely penned . Terry xo
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Date: 5/3/2013 7:06:00 PM
I like the story, Carl. I don't think the world was meant to get along. I hope one day humanity will find the grace and imagery of unity.... we don't need what separates us. and I think it all starts with religion. an excellent poem... always~ Linda
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Date: 4/28/2013 2:54:00 PM
Being of the so-called non-white (eish!!) corps, I feel sad for the two ladies, but more so for the cashier. She was making a very serious statement about herself that day - a negative one at that. Thank you for highlighting petty racism with this gem, my friend. :)
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Date: 4/19/2013 8:11:00 PM
Carl, many thoughts punched on this subject. excellent poem~*~SKAT
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