Kenneth Rexroth

(December 22, 1905 – June 6, 1982 / South Bend, Indiana)

Discrimination


I don’t mind the human race.
I’ve got pretty used to them
In these past twenty-five years.
I don’t mind if they sit next
To me on streetcars, or eat
In the same restaurants, if
It’s not at the same table.
However, I don’t approve
Of a woman I respect
Dancing with one of them. I’ve
Tried asking them to my home
Without success. I shouldn’t
Care to see my own sister
Marry one. Even if she
Loved him, think of the children.
Their art is interesting,
But certainly barbarous.
I’m sure, if given a chance,
They’d kill us all in our beds.
And you must admit, they smell.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 07, 2010

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  • Aldo Kraas (4/7/2010 7:37:00 AM)

    It is not discrimination, you are not discriminating people. You are like me
    Anti black and anti oriental. that is ok it is aceptable (Report) Reply

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