Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 94,742 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

When I Was A Negro - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I remember the days when I was a Negro...
Free to go about where Negros go.
There seemed to have been,
A dignity and pride we all showed outside...
And kept within then.
Until the call came to be black,
With a proudness some said others lacked!
And the attack on Negroes by blacks,
Began to hold those of color back.
Renaming and claiming African-Americans,
We were now in one group packed!
Stacked together,
But not unified...
As we were before,
When we all were ignored.
Although a respect we had
Was gladly shown...and adored!
And now our thoughts are on each other to trap.
Just like those who fed and started this crap.
Affecting everyone with mentalities...
That are thoughtless and senselessly,
Way off track.
No one appears,
To be who they 'is'
And that 'bees' clearly a fact!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, January 24, 2011

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