Green Paper, Black Skin
She was born with black skin
He, a paler shade
She was a child of slavery
He, a slave owner
She was beaten by masters
While he held a whip
She could own nothing
He could legally own her
She fought for freedom
He fought abolition
She covertly crossed land
He simply stole it
She viewed humanity
He saw only savages
She guided towards freedom
through the Underground Railroad
His relocation efforts
brought the Trail of Tears
He fought for the chains
she sought to break
His face marks the twenty
Hers scheduled to replace it
Not so fast
said the new administration
Racial progress
was never on their agenda
Written February 11, 2020