Once we shone like stars
sparkling with brilliance untold,
emanating joy
We knew no hatred,
no prejudice shrouded eyes
dimmed our radiance
God I promised then
hide it under a bushel?
no! I’ll let it shine
Tag: prejudice
The Corners
Standing on the corner
Of Hate and Paranoia
Hanging high, a banner
Around me, phobic patter
Blame those with darker skin!
Attack those you think sin!
Do it in the name of God!
Forget that He commanded love!
Easy to go with the flow
Buoyed by their anger’s tow
So many souls kept in thrall
To xenophobic clarion call.
But one block further down
Folks rejoice in sweetness found
Freedom reigns one street east
On the corner of Joy and Peace.
Peace, people.
Sunday School Song
I was raised listening to and singing this song. Sometimes I wonder if anyone ever really heard the message of love and acceptance.
Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world.
Red and yellow, black and white,
They are precious in his sight,
Jesus loves the little children of the world.
Are these songs still sung by innocent little children? Did those who sang them perhaps think that Jesus only loved those little children of different colors when they were actually children? Should the line “all the children of the world” be amended to read, “all the children who look like MY children?”
Or maybe the songwriter got the color part wrong. Maybe he meant, “white and white and white and white.”
Peace, People.
Bigot
He says he is no bigot
Yet each and every time
There is a but behind his
Phrase and a smirk beneath
His eyes.
“I’m no bigot, but there’s a
Place for folks like them. The
Poor, the immigrant, the
Black, the brown.
There’s a way for them to
Have the same rights as we,
Just follow our rules, believe
Our lies, jump through our
Hoops, and if they survive
We might let them in to the
Whites only club,
But, then again,
They won’t ever be one of
Us.”
He says he is no bigot
Yet each and every time
There is a but behind his
Phrase and a smirk beneath
His eyes.
This was prompted by a Facebook conversation with a friend of a friend of a friend who always maintains he’s no bigot–right before he rolls out evidence of his bigotry. He’ll never read this, but I needed to get it out.
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