What manner of life is this
Who designed that word
Why call it modern
Why call it melanin
A life full of thorns
A life buried in hate
A life traded for money
A life drowning in blood
A word filled with tears and blood
A word filled with shadowed evil
A word filled with curse and cause
A word filled with pain and fear
They call it modern and new
Like a thing changed about it
Like it got better or worse
Like it now wears a mask.
Why give it a name in the 1st place
Why look a being in the eye
See same features and still
Go ahead to segregate
I wish the children’s children
Know no black or white
Know no hate or fear
But rather love endlessly.
—poem and photograph, Michael Odiah © 2017
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“I wish the children’s children
Know no black or white
Know no hate or fear
But rather love endlessly.”
Bravo, Michael. This is what and who we resist for …
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A clear indictment of slavery, racism, and other de-humanizing oppression. Bravo.
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