Anika Simon

White & Black Luv - Poem by Anika Simon

I can see you but it is as thou you are transparent
A looking glass
Your eyes blue as the sky
I watch into them
then look away
You look in mine brown as the dirt we walk on together
we are on the same street but it is as thou
the world doesnt want us to be
i am your girl
you my guy
we love and loved to be loved
by one another
the world doesnt want that
our skin color are not the same
although we love each other just the same
i look into thoses eyes you look into mine
i feel my emotions running into your body
i feel yours coming into mine
We hate to be apart
we have the same color heart
the same likes
same dislikes
same color blood
same color tears
but society places us in differnt lanes
because your skin color is white
and mine black

they look at us as we enter the train
hand in hand
my black hand in your white
we make a good combination
you and i
but society doesnt like to see us near

my stare lingers at your face your race
this beligering place
why do they cage us so
why cant they let us love
feel each others love

i dont care wat they say i love you brian and that's wat stands
black or white
light or dark
vanilla or chocolate
we combine well
a great mix and weiteher they like it or not
we'll combine our white and black race
SEt them in their place

our sexual emotions over welling
your body coming into mine
your white feature coming into my black
our children coming out mixed
a combination of me and you
We are transparent...seeing no color
Seeing just love.

Comments about White & Black Luv by Anika Simon

  • (4/9/2006 7:04:00 PM)

    WoW Duncun....I am flabber gasted...Your words Are on point...Very much so of the excistance of what we have in today's world........Well put (Report) Reply

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  • (4/9/2006 7:00:00 PM)

    Colour has no concious thought, it is the onlookers perception that creates a dilema, we are a mixed race but not only in colour.We can be so mixed up at times, that we actually think that colour should come into view when we are judging another.
    If there were no mixed race then we would really be divided.
    And understanding of one another would be diminished.
    Understanding and wisdom often walk hand in hand
    One a slightly different shade, but of no less importance than the other.
    Love to you and your family, Love duncan
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  • (4/9/2006 6:50:00 PM)

    This is the longest one i have written* hopefully you guys like this some of my other pieces if you enjoy this one...thanx for taking time to read it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 9, 2006

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