Thomas Fitzgerald

Rookie (21/10/1982 / Ireland)

The Colour Blood. - Poem by Thomas Fitzgerald

His skin soft his hair short,
His muscles defined his name tort,
Her nails ling her lashes curled,
Her eyes sparkling singing her world,
Taunt their enemy black their curse,
Brown their confusion KKK there worse,
The same is I gone in the flood,
We came one way the colour blood.

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Comments about The Colour Blood. by Thomas Fitzgerald

  • Shane Clawson (11/7/2007 10:23:00 AM)

    Wow! Thats a good poem. I will save this as a favorite list.KKK? Take some time to read my poems. Keep writing! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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