Can still feel the vile torments and rants in the air
I’m still wondering if this is about the colour of my skin and hair.
Repeating this word over again like I haven’t heard it before,
he’s clearly uneducated or maybe poor
I don’t rise to his bait and give him the satisfaction
but don’t think he knew how close I was just a fraction
to losing my calm and insulting him back
is his insults still just cause I’m black
I’ve dealt with this before wouldn’t say it gets easier with time
this ranting and raving just wasting my time.
For what’s the real issue becomes clear when you ask yourself how did I ever get here
to being treated like a hated figure
this guys still voicing off n#}{er, n#}er
it’s clear to see he has nothing more to add
probably this hatred is just extended from dad
because racists aren’t born their raised
I thought this was all unacceptable these days.
I can’t bare it I have to go
but this leaves me questioning what of tomorrow
would this guy ever get help and be saved
or forever be a victim whom no one can save.
What I heard in his voice so childish a fear
again I ask how did we ever get here?
For the pain I feel is not for me but for his kind, who have little thought left of their own,
but have simply become a clone.
What are the real issues? here I’m left to ask
well this is so much more of a task
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I've been making poems for a while.Three are in anthologies.I also have short stories but will have to upload another time. I wish I had the time to read the great work on here but work allot, so will like & follow when i get the chance. Thank you to those of you who have liked, followed and given encouraging comments. xx
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