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Dec 2014
I have never felt harassment because of my race
what does that feel like? I couldn't say
I imagine it's like trying to tell a sexist male
about the pay gap and attempting
to explain to an insecure woman
that a thigh gap is unhealthy
or convince the wealthy that money
only buys temporary happiness
why do we become obsessed
with treasures, power and appearance?
it's all about the way you look
my skin is white, his skin was brown
and now it's pure black as it sits
in the cold ground, waiting for nothing
because as long as there are people
willing to rise up and ask why
there will be someone squashing them
like a boot to an ant.
Written by
Shelby Easley
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