Posted on October 19, 2019April 15, 2021 DEAR WHITE PEOPLE I don’t want your liberal guilt Your shocked alarm at blood long spilt I truly don’t want your dismay To matter more than a racist display What I want when you’re alone Standing among those blood and bone Not a defense of my right to BE But a defense of my right to take a knee Scour your own heart of stereotype It sieves through all the “tolerant” hype I know when you think I’m not enough When my vocabulary tends to call your bluff I will know when the racist BS ends When in absence I am just your “friend” You’ll understand my anger at a human race Those who won’t rise above limited base And you’ll feel easy in the skin you own Knowing we are ALL simply blood and bone All working toward a peace un-shattered Where there is no offense that our lives matter G. Davis-Feldman ©2019 Share this:ShareFacebookWhatsAppEmailRedditLike this:Like Loading...