Sonnet Racism Poems

Her fair-skinned form is more than I deserve;
     because her skin is light, and mine is dark,
    ...

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The color of love will prevail: we, white,
     black, yellow, red, shall pacify the clash
     between good...

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Someone recently said there was more discrimination
against blacks than Jews, travellers (gypsies) or the Irish;
for which an apology has been offered for all those lies,
an...

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T’was “a day that will live in infamy”
January sixth twenty twenty-one
“The Other America” waved its flag
Her darker brothers witness the privilege
On a daily basis throughout...

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Fate deals forty-six chromosomal cards
at birth to players of human poker.
Sometimes she throws in a surprise joker
or stacks honors flush with her kind regards.

Her suits...

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A Bed of Hay

Across the fields a long time ago,
Where sparrows flew and lilies grew,
I skipped in play, oblivious to hate
And ran with the wind...

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Neighborhoods burned. Riots laid them to waste
The world is tense with racial dissension
Judgement by color leaves an acrid taste
But God offers hope through intervention

He created...

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They watch their TV's and the nightly news
acknowledging police brutality,
but do not understand because they choose
to see it only as hostility.

They view the rioters and...

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black is a colour - foiled features :
drooling dirge etched'n fostered fracture
gaunt gloom gnawing at lanky light
felon feast munching punctured plight

white is a colour -...

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The strength of [our] color will prevail: white,
     black, yellow, or red make no difference
     in the...

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20 years ago, I attempted this "sonnet" (c) Deo

Ebullient, animated anticipation
That delicious delay as I await the words
Precious and precise cascades of persuasion
In reference, refrain,...

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Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
											
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is...

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This desertscape dotted with feathers.
What need?  I haven’t a need
for umbilical utensils utterly useless 
on a Sanskrit road
long as the maiden’s Genghis apron
white as...

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Written By:  D. Collins 12/28/18


A sheep in wolf's clothing is what stands out here.
A character of loathing and hiding behind fear.
Look at Ann Coulter...

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When young my world through rose tint glasses seen;
my life was grand and to all problems blind;
the world was never seen as byzantine;
no diff’rence ever...

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