I am white

so I have no voice

You are black

you have a choice

 

My views aren’t appreciated

They are not heard

When speaking to the masses

Of ‘blacks’ there’s no word

 

There are three camps

Whites blacks and ‘doesn’t care’

I chose the middle

I am aware

 

I see things different

Why can’t you see

It’s not about color

But of you and me

 

Your person your being

Who you are inside

Don’t listen to whites

Or the blacks that hide

 

They have an agenda

A deep seeded hate

Their blinded by anger

Will it ever abate?

 

The middle is growing

We’re tired of the fight

Between people of color

And those they call white

 

Judge others on merit

On their actions and heart

Not on lies or the pasts

We all deserve a new start

 

Hate is learned

It is not innate

Teach your children to love

Break free of the hate

 

Rise up together

Hold your neighbors hand

Say no to race

And take a stand

 

DM 11/26/14