Separate Forces

poem by: Q. Ramirez
Written on Jan 24, 2017

The fact that I am Hispanic
is my ultimate reality, Karenga
My people of different shade variations
Revile your egocentric racism
Like Bloods and Crips too blind to see
That we crib next door to you
Instead we strife apart
Splitting the power of egalitarianism
We are forced to form our gangs
Each protect each others’ throats
Yet how ironic 
Together we form this hood of poverty
Would it be any different?    


Tags: sad, anger, dark,

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Edward shields commented:
Not good.
Christopher Russon commented:
Thought provoking would be a wonderfull world if separate forces lived in unity . Well written poem with depth..


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