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  65.     

Racism Acquired

A newborn babe is racist free.
Racist levels that fill one's mind
Come from others like family,
Flowing ever through humankind,
As long as stark races exist.
Seeking the minds ever to fill,
Racism will seek to persist,
Where it can flow, racism will.
Minds filled full will do racist acts,
From minds filled part way, racist speech.
Most often the racist attacks
Thought after thought, while silent each.

Either a racist is or not,
Either by deed or word or thought.
 
Ima Ryma

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  66.     

Dirge For Mandela

The soul departs, the body is dreary
As she comforts him from life's weary
A blind has no fortune of his
Except a help to grant his bliss
Many a warrior has in battle slept
To awake in world of death bereft
Many dirges in sweeping lines have rung
But all were mortal grieving song

No song or dirge can thy transit take
Nor can my rhyme restore thee awake
O, Mandela, Man of the people,
Wading thru tides bigotry cripple!
Thy passage, world dealt mortal blow
No death so shaken mortal has known

Rolihlahla, who stared tyrant death in face
To stall racism of my colour and race
I'm obliged to mourn thee everlasting
O Mandela, thy death is stinging!

Thy departure the world turns drab
Thy death shock they cannot grab
For without self gain you pulled the branch
Of racism, apartheid on thy ranch
No other has this feat attained
In a world in which calamity-contained

Nelson sleeps but to be greatly missed
A cue to the world who death cannot resist
Thy death shall be our occupation
And victory of black discrimination

E'en when my verse is published in classic mag
My occupation, shall I still thy death nag?
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So, this is to the world to hear,
Nelson dies, but forever's here.
 
olumide emmanuel

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  67.     

Racism

I'm not a racist, I just don't want, to live with them
What makes you think, they want to live with you,
See, it's them, they are bloody racists,
I wonder why, they don't want to live with me
I'm not good enough for them

It must be they want to take away my house my land,
My car my livelihood, they are not only racists
They are just damned theives, Racism is all about theft
They would rob me of my place and equal space
I'm not a racist, there are just too many of them

Next thing you know, they'll want to run the show
And tell me what to do, make laws and rules,
Sit in judgment, take a share of the cake.
Racism is an economic war, dressed in cultural bias
A crueler form, of personal nature, adding insult to injury.
 
shimon weinroth

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  68.     

Be frank

IT'S REALLY SAD WE ARE IN THE YEAR OF 2013 AND THIS WORLD IS STILL TALKING ABOUT RACISM PEOPLE STILL FOCUS ON A PERSONS COLOR INSTEAD OF SEEING A HUMAN BEING. SAD THAT THIS IS WHAT KIDS ARE BEING TAUGHT! ! ..... Spanish Huggz


Let us be frank
And thank
To all those who preach
And privately teach

Spread the hatred
And be kindly led
Like fools
As we are all bloody full

World is still believing
Pain still not relieving
Racism raises head
To send us in gallows as dead

White is nice color
Black is no inferior either
Still prefer to go after bright skin
To have beautiful company and very much keen

This is universal truth
No one can deny as such
World may never change
Even we may grow old with age

What are we teaching to kids?
What thoughts we feed?
Nothing more special to impress
On the contrary dark picture before their face

We may talk of advancement
But in fact it is dismal movement
We are where we were
Nothing to surprise and no more to dare

* Note: - Poem is composed by me
 
hasmukh amathalal

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