Justice Lacks In The Back Of The Bus - Poem by Bailey Schatte
Filled with hate,
Are the oppressors of segregation,
Prosecuting those of a difference,
The difference of a skin tone,
Discriminating for an asinine reason,
It really is;
To hate based on color,
Everyone has rights,
Everyone has the ability,
The ability to sit on a bus,
Eat at a restraint,
Go to school;
I mean really?
Is their money different?
Does the value of a dollar change just because it is in the possession of a black person?
The answer is no.
The value is still a dollar.
If a person got to a seat first,
They shouldn't have to get up just because they are black.
That's what is needed,
People respecting each other,
People coming together as one,
People caring for others.
These are the things that can help stop the deaths,
The deaths of kids,
And even adults.
Bringing peace to a world of hate.
That would change the way of life,
Put a different prospective in everybody's eyes.
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