Best Biracial Poems
What Right Do I Have To Speak OutI don’t look black; I don’t look white;
ain’t that strange how DNA lies?
I am a mixed woman raised by two families;
two different worlds with two different realities.
Like tug-o-war, I’m the rope in the middle
and my arms are hurting, everybody please let go.
To the sidelines,...
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Categories:
biracial, discrimination, identity, racism, society,
Form:
Rhyme