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TITLE: The Color That My Eyes Do See By wendell a brown 08/08/11 |
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The Color That My Eyes Do See
My eyes did open to a world today
that they did not really understand
For this world will not accept me
as the man that I really am
Society has had a tendency to dictate
a world of hard life for me
because of my skins dark color
and what their eyes do see
Will there ever be hope in this life
of becoming much more than what they say I am
Why do I have to work ten times as hard
as my brother in God a fair white skin man
For I am the victim of a daily outrage
that has lasted far too many years
and I will never be sheltered
from my life’s most proven fears
For there is no place for me to go
from this savage land where I was born
and I am but a lonely outcast
while here in my homeland I taste its scorn
For though I am akin to the brown African
the Indian and European white the same
I find I have no true identity
and my race has no real name
For my color is not black as I am constantly told
and neither white as they try to conform me to be
I am the color of the beautiful pecan
For this is the color that my eyes daily see
Brown One 1971
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