Calling Names Poem by Randy McClave

Calling Names

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They called him a nigger, go figure
Because of the color of his skin,
Is that a freedom of speech, that we teach
That by colors we can judge all men.
I will proudly shake anyone’s hand in peace and not a fist
But, then I am not a supremacist or a racist.

Do they call her a whore, and worse furthermore
Because she had many men in her life,
But, do they have a right, to judge her on sight
Because she is not ready to be one man’s wife.
I call them narrow-minded and a bigot,
They sputter their stupidity like a leaky spigot.

Some men raise their sons, with hate and guns
And also with discrimination and prejudice,
I raised my boy, with tolerance and respect and joy
And hate and racism and bigotry he must always dismiss.
He will judge no man by the color of their skin,
And he is better than no one because of hate or sin.

Inside a chauvinist mind, what else will you find
Besides its bigotry and its racism,
Would you find a peace and a love to grow, I would say NO!
Instead you would find hate, excuses and criticism.
But then their lies is their truth, and it is their only fear,
Especially when they get older, and they see evil in their mirror.

Randy L. McClave

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I believe and I know that the word 'Nigger' and 'Whore' are two of the worlds most vulgar words, and they should be stricken from the english language forever. This poem is how many people out of stupidity and hate uses them.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lee Roberts 20 May 2014

great poem agree with i do

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Randy McClave

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Ashland, Kentucky
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