People Poem by Jean Toomer

People

Rating: 2.9


To those fixed on white,
White is white,
To those fixed on black,
It is the same,
And red is red,
Yellow, yellow-
Surely there are such sights
In the many colored world,
Or in the mind.
The strange thing is that
These people never see themselves
Or you, or me.

Are they not in their minds?
Are we not in the world?
This is a curious blindness
For those that are color blind.
What queer beliefs
That men who believe in sights
Disbelieve in seers.

O people, if you but used
Your other eyes
You would see beings.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paresh Chakra 02 December 2018

You are very good poet

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Taviana Dunlap 21 April 2016

😂😂😂😂

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Taviana Dunlap 21 April 2016

You lame asl

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