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Dec 2015
Blue Eyes
Blue eyes look at me,
My dark skin is defined by the dirt and sweat of the cotton fields,
My skin has been beaten,bruised and burned
The darker I am the more I'm tortured,
The blue eyes are evil,
The blue eyes has seen darker skin,
The eyes has seen dark brown skin women and men,
The blue eyes,
They see where the rage and pain lies within me
They look down at me,
As if I were beneath them,
They see the 300 years of slave and fear captured in my eyes,
I an'it afraid , so don't try me
I hate you and your color,
What you all did to my people,
You ought'a be ashamed
Or maybe I should be
Poetictunes
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Poetictunes  20/F/New York
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