Tears of a man falls to the ground.
Our faces covered in bruises.
With shades we hide the scars,
All we do is submit to our oppressors.
How do we judge of the colour of a structure.
Causing distractions to the lives of those different.
Bloodshed,
Taking a life of a black man.
Why can't we agree that we are one.
Made from the same structure,
Structure that only is right if white.
Justice is served on aims of discrimination.
Distractions caused to the innocent.
Will anyone fight for us,
Or is it because we are black.
What about our human rights,
Taking our innocent lives makes a man satisfied.
Generations of supremacy,
And all we want is equality.
As our tears fall to the ground,
We wash the blood off our stained clothes.
Our bodies agonised,
Our water Bloody.
All because of our colour.
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Poetry{Completed} Highest rankings.(26 Sep 2021) #25brokenheart #12writings #56authors #34poets travel through my mind. This is where I share my deepest thoughts, experiences and feelings. Growing up being discriminated, writing has been a way of expressi...
