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Racism (Free verse) by Dovina

When a tiger's ripped your arm off and six have opened your belly head and heart all wounds now old and scarred then anything looking like a tiger makes you wary to say the least I am not a tiger as you suspect but only look that way an appearance I cannot change and you could know it too if you'd let me have some time But you cannot allow the risk and I will not pursue So warily we eye each other til someone makes a move

ALChemy 31-Oct-05/9:49 AM
Early one St. Patricks day a drunken defeated looking black man confronts a protistant priest. "Father", he says "I've searched far and wide and I've yet to find a white man who is not a racist." "But my son", the priest replies "I swear to God that I am not a racist and I am most certainly white". The black man becomes enraged. "Blasphemer, lier, racist pig!" He yells, proceeding to beat the priest within an inch of his life. He spits in the face of the priest who now lies helpless in the streets and stomps off around the corner into a crowd of Irish performers prepairing to for the morning parade. Two police officers notice the priest lying in his own blood. They rush to him as he tries to get up. Helping the priest to his feet, they ask him who would do such a thing. The priest takes them around the near by corner, points into the crowd and says, "Who the hell do you think!? That God damned nigger over there did it!




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