No Vanilla Ice Cream Poem by Lore Me34

No Vanilla Ice Cream



I can't have no vanilla ice cream.
They say my skin is too dark
So I can't have no vanilla ice cream.
My nose is too wide.
So I can't have no vanilla ice cream.
My lips are too full.
So I can't have no vanilla ice cream.
My hair is too coarse.
So I can't have no vanilla ice cream.
My feet got too much rhythm.
So I can't have no vanilla ice cream.
You see in the Jim Crow south everything is so segregated.
Black people can't even have no vanilla ice cream.

Saturday, February 25, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: african lifestyle,racism
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was watching a special on Dr. Maya Angelou and she told a joke about growing up in Stamps Arkansas was segregated that she couldn't have vanilla ice cream.
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Lore Me34

Lore Me34

Chicago, IL. USA
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