willow moon pearce
willow moon pearce Poems
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Children are born blind to hate and bigotry
With their big smiles and loving ways
They are taught ugliness
By unthinking adults and overheard conversation
This makes them use words and terms that for generations
Have caused hate and bitterness
To our fellow man.
Yes, they are taught, not born
To this social cancer.
I once asked a black friend how he would like
To be addressed?
Black, afro-american or just coloured.
No he said - just call me friend.
Banned Book Day
The roar of flames
And crackle of wood
Together with the thud
Of books guaranteed
To terrify a rogue government
65 years ago is as clear
Today as the dark day it happened.
Look forward today