The Color Brutality Poem by Blanche Hardin
The Color Brutality
To have chosen to be fitted into the guidelines marked by hate,
Once given up everything in and outside of the surrounding gates.
Only fate marks the fear inside your eyes,
Haunted by the whispers of their precious lies.
Taken away from the eternal rotten flesh,
The very alignment that set these spirits to mesh.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,fear,hate,haunted,lies
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