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Racism 4 (Free verse) by Dovina

We hold a sound foundation, sad if for well-being, that God created man in His own image, male and female, black and white, butcher, baker, potter, poet. Believing makes it so. Encounter God, if still tuned in, through god-words of a poet. I am neither blind nor willfully unkind, admit to nothing new. This has come to us, and not to me alone. I am every race and every sex, all artists, tradesmen, killers, punks— and every time I raise a hand, ‘twas put there by a will and tendon provided by Most High. Since color, race and sex are moot, it only matters why. That hand is up to strike someone or render someone high.

zodiac 18-Jan-06/7:38 PM
Foundations hold people, not vice versa. That's their only purpose.




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