Prejudice seated deeply
in dark recesses.
Placed far back in forgotten
memories.
Small town redneck boy
unthinking.
Differences are not
to trust.
Grown man professing
enlightenment.
'All men are created
equal'.
Dark thoughts creeping
through light.
Heaven help me.
Bigot, -Me?
Children playing, laughing,
one white, one black
At which one,
will I smile?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Roger. Thought provoking words which I'm sure many have asked before. well written and well read. Thanks for the read. Regards Dave T