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 Hate
This poem in no way represents a whole race of people but
those individuals in high place, from the good old boys' order,
whom think we are still living in the 1880's under the Jim Crow
Law which had different laws for different races. I don't
believe any race is better than the other, but are all
equal in the eyes of God.
  


O damnable Hate!
       There's no debate,
You dress your head in the hooded white
       and ride off into the night
With flames of passion in thine hands
  Shouting, "Black!! Black!! is not a man!!"
In the dark of night when the woods are still
     Where beasts and vultures
          desire to kill
Those of us who don't look like thee
You leave your marks upon this tree...
       Don't make a cross of me?


copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
      



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