It cannot be conquered by being ignored,

by pretending it does not exist,

How can we grow in this country, as white people, and think our work is done? That we somehow avoid racism with our good intentions

She was beaten by masters

While he held a whip

You can dress it up in whatever phrasing helps you sleep at night and pray on Sunday

They can cock the hammer,

steady the barrel,

and pull the trigger,

carnage fall where it may

I hate to give up on family,

I remember how much

fun we all had

learning to spell your name

The line’s too fast

I can’t keep up

My fingers bleed

from all the cuts

The Bible claims God created mankind in his image. Regardless of your belief, what seems extremely evident is that we have created him in ours.

White people sure don’t like being uncomfortable when we talk about racism,

Well that’s a reasonable assertion

if you celebrate Gandhi

…but not Washington

Oh, Justice has a cane 

but it is not 

because she is blind 

Across the water,

the hope of asylum

appears tangible,

so closely within reach

If only these football players would have voiced their concerns respectfully like their president does…

I’m sorry for 

unprovoked attacks,

eyes for preemptive eyes

Armed with only your books and your unbelievably strong determination

You walked

Be polite, they tell us,

don’t shout with the truth 

as we steal the future

breath by breath from the youth

We fled here for safety,

they said it was great

You bragged about freedom,

I’m locked in a crate

We were warned

by Orwell, Bradbury, and Atwood

Listening to you justify killing an animal
because the vegan version costs fifty cents more

They wanted me to stay inside their box,

to color inside their lines