Civil Rights Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Civil Rights



Amid the death threats of wanting to learn to read and write they bombed us.

Now they call for their jobs if you stand with pointing a gun with a decapitated head.

Marching for given rights upon birth black people were shot dead and it was said it was a hoax for sympathy.

White people can march for injustices and it is peace be still.

Black men asking a civil question of common sense is disrespectful to the blue uniform.

White men telling the blue uniform about civil rights and they stand still with respect.

We are not black men but niggers that happened to be educated.

White men are Caucasians without education and are privileged.

Black women with their natural hair are without knowledge of life in society.

White women with their natural hair are beauty queens for the world to see.

Show me a black man living in Brentwood and I will show you a in their eyes.

Show me a white man living in Harlem and I will show you a man of distinction in their eyes.

Our civil rights was slavery; their civil rights was freedom; our civil rights was death; their civil rights is life.

Written by Theodore Mosley
June 2,2017

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