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I see the sad and awful color of racism not every other day But every minutes of the day I see the serious mental and physical damages That this cancer has done throughout the ages And is still doing to our beloved human beings Others treat our people like they are leftover beans On a pet's plate. Our people deserve respect Fairness, justice, acknowledgement Compassion and better treatment Our sisters are tired of being left out on the deck Our siblings are often harassed senselessly, persecuted Falsely accused and relentlessly prosecuted At one time, they were hunted by the system At other time, haunted by an organized medium Created to destroy, ravage and annihilate To ridicule, punish and discriminate I see the color of racism, when the police for no apparent reasons Stopped, frisked and handcuffed our homeless, elderlies Or our law abiding citizens, like it was open seasons To hunt for mule deer or bears, who behave like enemies Of the civilized society. I see the sick color of racism When our people are not hired not for being unqualified But because of their skin color; they're quickly disqualified Dismissed, fired or terminated. I see the monster of cynicism Every minutes of the day. The arrogance is unparalleled Beyond belief. The racists forgot that God only created one race One human race, one human race. Their false pride, their ignorance is unleveled And their audacity, incomparable. I see the colors of racism Not that I want to search for them, not that I want to find them Most of the time, I simply cannot evade or escape them It is not easy to ignore the litanies of bad or negative mannerisms The bigots easily function like lethal venomous vipers That **** out the emotions, and that destroy all positive characters I see the ugly color of racism not every other day But every minutes of the day. One human race, one human race. Copyright © February 24, 2015, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.

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Mar 11, 2025

Mar 11, 2025 at 11:12 PM UTC

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The Sad Color Of Racism

I see the sad and awful color of racism not every other day But every minutes of the day I see the serious mental and physical damages That this cancer has done throughout the ages And is still doing to our beloved human beings Others treat our people like they are leftover beans On a pet's plate. Our people deserve respect Fairness, justice, acknowledgement Compassion and better treatment Our sisters are tired of being left out on the deck Our siblings are often harassed senselessly, persecuted Falsely accused and relentlessly prosecuted At one time, they were hunted by the system At other time, haunted by an organized medium Created to destroy, ravage and annihilate To ridicule, punish and discriminate I see the color of racism, when the police for no apparent reasons Stopped, frisked and handcuffed our homeless, elderlies Or our law abiding citizens, like it was open seasons To hunt for mule deer or bears, who behave like enemies Of the civilized society. I see the sick color of racism When our people are not hired not for being unqualified But because of their skin color; they're quickly disqualified Dismissed, fired or terminated. I see the monster of cynicism Every minutes of the day. The arrogance is unparalleled Beyond belief. The racists forgot that God only created one race One human race, one human race. Their false pride, their ignorance is unleveled And their audacity, incomparable. I see the colors of racism Not that I want to search for them, not that I want to find them Most of the time, I simply cannot evade or escape them It is not easy to ignore the litanies of bad or negative mannerisms The bigots easily function like lethal venomous vipers That **** out the emotions, and that destroy all positive characters I see the ugly color of racism not every other day But every minutes of the day. One human race, one human race. Copyright © February 24, 2015, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.