#race poems on Hello Poetry

Shane Willey Nov 2017

My heart listens to the sound
of a child finding its way
lost between differences
of the mind.

Over this, over that,
they find a way
into the void,
out of the clouds.

Like an angel getting its wings
a bell rings and a teen
finds who they are.
different from everybody else.

they find their core
and they can only go up
fly above the clouds
and the gates are open.

Open to what they put
their minds to
setting whatever goal
accomplishing with a flare.

We are beautiful.
black, white, young old.
we are told to dream big,
when they want us to dream small.

Because thats how much faith they lack.

Ideas?

#dream #big #different #race #equality #intelligence #angels #god #religious

Raquie Nov 2017

black bad **** thing day head

black

   Beautiful
stepping & winding in a cloud of sheer

   Loveliness
never lonely cause we so vast. Do di maths
Lift up yah legs & leap thru di grass, water, snow, & sand

Ancestral , we still living!
Americana. Why you hate me? I made you.

     Coming  together
Could you bond our love with

Kinetic Energy?
we bouncing off da walls

•Let me break it down•
•We ain't •

bad

But we create
      Art & culture from
                      Dirt dampened by our blood

****.

Dats what he say when he see my sistars & I
All chocolate, caramel, gravity defying delicious
Men can rarely keep up with all this
Never say never , we are mentally enslaved

thing

That's what them Western Europeans convinced themselves we are
He know we are god's embodied
I know he's ****** about it
Nonetheless
G status: Knowledge is Power

day

Dey hate us cause we the greatest
Aye but these mumble rappers famous
You understand but I want to make you overstand all ism related haters

head

Have you ever been
Enlightened
After you swore him
Dead?

Freewrite from 6 random words

#acrosstic #random #race #selflove #knowledgeofself #rantish #historyreference

Scott F Hemingway Nov 2017

ebony turret

a horse
has pone
in luxury
but his
banana drove
caviar in
a steeplechase
if sketchiness
was juvenile
that dinned
there in
gallantry with
my reconnaissance
left indelible
awhile in
retro and
hip hop

a tower in spaniard

#music #stalk #mate #race #lively #record

sunprincess Nov 2017

You are Beautiful!

Doesn't matter who you are, your race
or nationality, you are beautiful
Please never believe they are better
God made you an original beauty
and God made you so very special

Something I wish I could say to everyone
who has no confidence in theirself
No race is superior to any other
You are beautiful

#beautiful #original #special #race

Steve Page Nov 2017

The Last Priest

The Last Priest
smiled his blessings
indiscriminately
bridging
seeding
building
a new priesthood

beyond borders
across tribes
ignoring gender
discounting class
blind to race
snubbing rank
denying privilege

and preferring
a new holy nationality
for refugees
for stateless souls
like mine
- like ours

1 Peter 2:9-10
9 But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
10 Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.

Galatians 3:26-29
26 So in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith,
27 for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.
28 There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.
29 If you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise.

#priest #nation #race #gender #class #privilege #rank #tribe

redemptioneer Nov 2017

charlotte

Forward the crowd marches
toward their god. He is
not mine. No god of mine
lets his creations bleed
themselves dry.
My God sheds a tear this night,
lets it roll down His cheek,
down the neck,
down like this city.
Stray dogs whining lullabies or hymns,
wolves' teeth flickering
in torchlight.
What boy ever cried out for this.
Not I. Not I the girl
with a tendency
to catch fire,
not I girl with a fear of breaking.
Forward the crowd marches
until the blood dries.
The rain pours from God's chin and
we pretend to cleanse ourselves of sin.
The dogs and wolves alike
shake their fur.
How easy it must be to call ourselves human.
How hard it must be to admit ourselves animals.
My God says
He created us to fill something:
anything but this.
The crowed marches forward
until the torches are swallowed by torches.
What human, what animal, what god
lets a good city burn.
What color must every creation bleed
to admit ourselves just that.

Never have I wanted to write a politically-charged poem, but the extreme ignorance and blatant racism around me has changed my view.

#people #relationships #race #political #love #sad

Cliff Green Oct 2017

Beigeoid

Were science to again visit
The topic of race in humans
Like mice, like bugs, like snakes
Findings would first be specious
Then suspicious, then delicious
Finally mundane

Were race to ever visit
Science and its arched eyebrow,
Flasks would boil indignantly
Mixers would cloud the water
Paradigms would wriggle
Then die

A little ditty about race relations and the loss of the most basic realization that we are all of the human race.

#race #science