RacismSome people judge me, some people hug me.It puts me to shame, knowing I’m to blame.Don’t put me to waste just because of my coloured face.Everyone has a right, so tell me, why the fight?Take me for granted, don’t leave me astray.Because all of us, we hate this game you play.This isn’t fair, but you don’t seem to care.Why can’t this end, this racism bend?By Delia Cahill
* This poem was sent to me by a young Murri student in Brisbane following a presentation I gave at her school in March. I hope she keeps writing her thoughts and feelings down, but I also hope the content of her poetry changes to one of more positive life experiences when it comes to race relations.
3 comments:
A great poem and well done. Keep the writing going: words are powerful tools and this is a fight worth winning
we as parents and educators and writers need to encourage our youth to express themselves artistically. this is a poem that could have been written hundreds of years ago; it could have been written by a black child in america. oppression is a common shackle that was thrust upon so many all over the world. what the shameful part is that the human race has not progressed in kindness and respect towards one another. my heart breaks because even though we keep fighting a good fight, our children will have to take up the fight after we are gone. Keep writing Delia, you are one of our future warrior.
A great poem and well done. Keep the writing going: words are powerful tools and this is a fight worth winning
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