Best Biracial Poems

They call me Brave Heart
Not because of my courage but because it is my last name
And not because I "like" Mel Gibson that much but...

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I'm mixed, biracial, an oreo, a mutt. I get called a lot of thing but in the end I'd like to be called human. That's...

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Literally this, Literally that
First it whites, Now its the blacks

It started with a dream
Turned into a horror movie

Diluted in Arms 
Websites unreformed

To date based on...

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I've been pushed down, beat down, knocked out
Defeated.
I've been laughed at, picked at, talked about,
Mistreated.
I've been shoved, stared at, 
Tested.
But guess what....
I made it.

I'm still...

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Mom would always tell me don’t be hasted all ways

Listen remember always to put the third on the end

Of your last name think to my...

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What do you know about a nightmare coming true and a dream being just a dream?

What do you know about things looking one way, but...

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Children At Risk







Every time I hear a child has been neglected 

and vastly un protected.

Parents and caretakers have the most important

job of the world,

To raise...

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Love the way you live
Explanation for why I hurt with so much pain
I cant explain
Who do I blame
Do I blame a mother that couldn't wake...

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Whether you're white
               or black, or biracial, or check "other"
 ...

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this epistle per mine choice of heir apparent presidential throne
composed from one liberal minded non-conformist rolling stone  

prompted awareness that one voice can affect...

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I 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...

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I am the daughter of two hard working parents 
Both who raised a strong christian daughter who is mixed with a touch of irish and...

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Where was this place upon a hill?
It would be nice to take you there,
It not a fable, but a place in time,
Where, people I grew...

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Twas The Night Before Inspection...,

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen 
through out Highland Manor, 
     property carpeted in lush green
(a...

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He was a helping vessel, 
Greatness was pertained in him, 
Can't imagine himself about the possessive power,
At a tender age,he was pointed as naughty gazelle,...

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