david gerardino


For A Good Friend, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,1 - Poem by david gerardino

THEY busted my belief,
then they kicked me in
the stomic.
THEY told me to leave,
or i might be found dead.
THEY put on thier white
sheets, and yelled at my brown
skin.
THEN they pointed to a burning
cross, where JESUS once lived.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

its hard to believe, but there are peaple out there who still have a problem with the colour of ones skin, for these peaple, i say take your white sheets and your burning cross and stick them up your, , , A.S.SSS

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012



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