Incident Poem by Countee Cullen
Incident
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.
Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, 'Nigger.'
I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That's all that I remember.
It's horrible how racism is alive today. Everyone is equal, but there will always be favoritism among race. It's so sad.
What a shock... It's a shame they let something so trivial wreck their vacation...
A lovely sweet poem with bit of humor and much of melancholy and great sadness inside. True heart-touching poem
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A profound Modern Poem Of The Day, most deerving Modern Poem Of The Day.5 Stars full score and myriad more! I have enjoyed very much, so many years have passed, Long before the periiod of Black Lives Matters
What an abominable action for a child so young! And it's still happening to this day!
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4/23/2024 10:05:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Ned Coates, you are an idiot. 'Whit' means a particle or a bit. Like when you say a smidge of something. Stop making stuff up. It makes you look stupid.
What was Ned Coates' comment?