Best White Person Poems

You say all lives matter
Bringing up all these colors 
Like red, white, orange, and blue
But when a black life is taken, where on Earth are you?
Where's your sympathy and support when the takers of our lives get off Scott-free in court?
Why weren't you at the...

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The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor ink spilled.

The nameless rest.

Their silent sacrifice,

quiet ordeal,

muted trauma,

remain interred,

amongst their remains.

The nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are doctorates conferred, nor...

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I hate Ni**as
When I’m looking and staring at this burden world  in my vision and I see the world collapsing especially in the poverty streets all I see is ignorance and stupidity. I see a disgrace , I see ni**as ni**as that can’t live...

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SOMETIMES I WONDER IF , WHAT OUR HEROES IN HISTORY REALLY DID ANYTHING BECAUSE THEY FOUGHT SO HARD TO ABOLISH THAT WORD NIGGA.. NOW EVERY ONE IS BRING BACK IT HAS NOW BECOME POPULAR WORD . SOMETIMES I CALL IT #UNSPOKEN REASON BECAUSE SOMETIMES U...

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Who am I? Am I even human? What is my place in this world?
I am confused, sometimes I do not even feel like a human being.
Like a boat in a stormy sea, I aimlessly drift back and forth,
And cannot seem to find my direction.

I was...

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Why is it that we as black (we being the black people who do it) have this sad tendency of thinking that white is the ultimate thing? What do I mean?

She's so pretty,ungathi ngumlungu?
She thinks she's better then everyone,and acts like a white person?
Look at...

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Some whisper black, some mumble white,
When you marry them; they experience a stream of delight 
The world started its life with the two colors united,
Then why there is a system that divides them?
Don't you remember how beautiful were those channels on tv?
Playing the black and...

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Now, I know the barriers of the skin colour are the ones 
Imposed by the human mind 
The aesthetic of a man aren't embedded in his possession 
But they are embedded in his ability to touch souls in this whirl wind of divided culture 

I...

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Old Uncle Mack had a long life,
seen alot,
racism and civil rights,
picked cotton in a hot summer field 
for a man who didn't care for him.
He rode the rails for most of his life,
seeing things and meeting people,
landed a nice retirement check.
Humor and wit seemed to...

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Brother Gaus


Gaus is a Rainbow man
Only that he’s not curved.
He’s just a miscellany
That makes him striking.
Gaus has a funny knack
Of repairing any gadget
Can do so with anything
Except repairing himself.
He can service the lot
Except his own wife.
With identity so fluid
He lives by convenience;
He’s black to a...

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Born into a world of lovely things
Lovely dreams and childish beliefs

That in this word I think
I shall be treated as a human being
Despite my skin color, my ethnicity, my breed
Well, I am broken-hearted, crushed dreams, you see
To see how this isn’t how life is going...

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          As I stalked the dust clouds
                  headed westward
          and...

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black and white views 

In this era
Of extreme polarization
We have lost our sense 
Of humanity

Seeing the same event
A black man walks to his car
Confronted by five cops
Guns drawn
He tries to get in his car
To check on his three children
As he is pulled out of his...

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Dear John,

All day
yesterday
I loaded up with a cascading river
of mixed anxiety and anticipation
about what to safely and kindly,
transparently and vulnerably
compassionately, so non-violently, share,
what to communicate;

Which narrative tributaries to choose
within this vast spacetime stream
of choices
directions
felt depressions and erections.

Do you remember
communication theory
framed as Rhetorical Events?

Our initial walk...

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The Love song
  I woke up early in a good mood thinking of writing a love poem to my wife.
 looking in the YouTube, I came across 
“The three tenors,” couldn`t resist their beautiful voices.
I was going to find “I believe in angels” by...

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