We are the shunned
The banished ones
In shadows mask
We’re forced to run
They look at us
Like we are sin
Our only crime
Our different skin
My ebony
To you so pale
We cannot win
To no avail
We cannot hide
So long we’ve tried
Wipe my face
From tears I’ve cried
It hurts my soul
What we are told
To think and feel
What’s right and real
They do not know
What true love is
For if they did
They’d know that his
Is strong for me
As mine for him
We try to laugh
And ignore them
But pain breaks through
From this taboo
God make us blind
Till hate subdue
The banished ones
In shadows mask
We’re forced to run
They look at us
Like we are sin
Our only crime
Our different skin
My ebony
To you so pale
We cannot win
To no avail
We cannot hide
So long we’ve tried
Wipe my face
From tears I’ve cried
It hurts my soul
What we are told
To think and feel
What’s right and real
They do not know
What true love is
For if they did
They’d know that his
Is strong for me
As mine for him
We try to laugh
And ignore them
But pain breaks through
From this taboo
God make us blind
Till hate subdue
Author notes
I saw this contest and decided to write on racism because it's personal to me. I have mixed blood(white & black to keep it simple) so pretty much whoever I am with I get stares and whispers. I know many others out there have this problem and it's just another notch in society's belt on prejudice along with things like gay bashing and sexism to hold good people down.
Written August 9th, 2005
A contest entry
- Controversial Topics by Shakari.
300 points, ended August 9, 2005, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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Wow thank you so much for the positive feedback on my poem and relation to my problem. And also thank you ask261 for appreciating my work in your contest. I am humbled.
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This is a great poem! I like your view and hate racism! I might be white, but I would never care what race I am, I just want equal rights for all! Great job on writing this piece! Good luck in my contest!
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This is a great poem on the reality of society and the horribleness of what it thinks. There is no winning. I understand a bit of what you are saying in your poem because my BF is black and I am white and people make comments about us all the time or look at us funny. It is not nice and it is sometimes hard to deal with you just wnat to hit someone. But you have written a verry good poem here. Keep it up and keep your head held high.
Rivkah -
Death to racism
I like this poem, Kitsune. I must admit I am all white myself, but I'm married to a girl from south-america, Peru to be exact, and we have a son that may be victim of racism one day. Racism is the worst 'ism' of them all...



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