Treasure Island

cierra odom


Race


Different but the same,
Colored or not,
My skin is white as paper,
My friends skin is brown as dirt,
Negro,
What a harmful word,
The best football player,
The famous speech,
My skin is the color that all men love,
I think that,
That all men and weman are equal,
Civil war,
segragation,
But we are al the same,
War,
Hatred,
Will it ever stop,
I can't tell,
'I had a dream...'
~cierra

Submitted: Sunday, January 11, 2009
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