Another Poem

To advocate for natural rights

For a race that of only one exists

But most only assume by the shade of

my skin,

my hair,

my appearance,

my shape

You can believe that discrimination isn’t encrypted in our mind

Through our everyday life we always exclude

This is not another race poem

or debate.

Invisibility exists!

Sometimes we close our eyes

or say we love all.

Do we love all?

Is there a cure,

sounds unfathomable since not one can be pure.

I ask that we only learn more

Do not stay within your circle, expand.

Maybe change can come,

with a new plan…



He told her “you’re the kind of girl you read about in books.”

But how could that be?

When she thought that that she did not have the looks

To be thought of as She

She thought herself more like a wildflower blown by the wind

With chaos in the universe

Living in a world with a wealth of sorrow

How could she have such a force?

Then she realized she was a girl far from shallow

Her depths deeper than the ocean floor

Maybe she was like the girl he read in books,

She was she, and she was sure

That she had the power to change the war…

He did not matter

He wasn’t as lovely as the words he spoke

In a world that seemed to be getting sadder

She had to fight, bring upon a light

Help all, climb higher and higher up the ladder

She was she, and that was all she could be.