When Will We Love Poem by HERB LOWREY

I'm tried
Really tried

Of always climbing
Mountains of bigotry

Growing too old
To take another step

Yet I still place
One foot in front of the other

Hoping one more step
Will change the bigot's heart

It may never be
Until prejudice whites perish

Fade into sun burnt dust
With their hate and bigotry

I admit it's really hard
To not live what you're taught

Hard to not look down on others
Who look different than you

To feel how they feel when
you are alone in their crowd

You only know them
from a distance not as friends

Never knocked on their door
Nor felt their love or pain

Like they feel the sting
Of your prejudice whip

Inflicting permanent scars
Stories never told in white history

About rape of non-white slaves
Who have no rights to holler rape
How long will it take
These white bigots to pass

And when they die
Who's next the children they taught

With religious lies and hate
To justify their wrongful white acts

Racist in their quasi-white god country
Confederate stripes still flying high

Whites who may never know
Her unconditional love

For all human creatures
Be them good, bad, or not white

So do we wait for their holy white bias
To wane into black holes of death

Or try to welcome them
Like prodigal white sons they are

Do we put our arms around them
And never let go

Invite them to sit at our table
Share forgiveness and love

She did create us different
Unique and imperfect

Can we say as She would I love all
You will never die without my love

Will whites ever understand She
Wants them to leave hate at the door

To enter our homes with love
for all humanity