(the) United Races Of Humanity Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

From my point of view,
Done to look at life...
In a 360 degree reality.
I have never embraced,
Concepts of division.
Or the purpose to be a bigot...
With racist thoughts,
Kept to believe.

Early in my life,
I knew I had relatives.
Many are black.
Some are white.
Indian, Hispanic.
And a few Chinese.
I took it for granted,
When I was a child...
Looking different represented,
An acceptance to embrace.
That would be meaningless,
To resent.

And as I grew older,
To experience traveling.
With a living in other places.
I would meet people,
Who had familiar faces.
To immediately know,
We were related...
As close as we could be.
In the united races,
Of humanity.

Some refuse and deny,
To bloom on branch...
Affixed to one tree.
And they are the ones,
Unconsciously...
Believing if they disconnect,
To exist independently...
They could do this,
By destroying the roots...
From which they grew.
To eventually wither away.
Like leaves,
Falling from a dead tree.
Wishing it possible...
Ignorance lived in isolation,
Did not so abruptly reveal...
The exposing to show,
Such blatant stupidity!