The Wrong Side Of Town written by Bryan Cobaris Inspired by The Holy Spirit
I recently visited a different side of town, to take a stroll around the lake.
The immediate animosity that surrounded me made me realize my mistake.
I've always been nice to you people, and have given to your cause.
I was appalled that the just the color of my skin would give you such pause.
My friends told me you were angry and violent, but I didn't expect this.
I haven't said or done anything to you, why all the spite and clenched fists?
For a few seconds I felt relieved when I saw someone of my own race.
But he only walked past me without speaking after staring me in the face.
I was in fear for my life, finally understanding those who've been in the same boat.
Their hatred was confusing since they don't know what I do, believe or how I vote.
I hurried out and didn't feel safe until I locked myself in my car…and that's not right.
Will you still feel my pain when I tell you I was the only one there who wasn't white?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem