Equal Pride Poem by jayne harris

there bundled in huts made out of tin
there malnorished bodies so very thin
praying all the time for food to arrive
the starving people trying hard to survive
familys are parted against there desires
homes they once had are sold to rich white buyers
desperate mothers clutch there babies so tight
in fear they/ll be taken throughout the night
husbands will beg to make ends meet
to buy a sack of rice for his family to eat
the injustice must end its gone on to long
replace all the childrens cries with a freedom song
return to harmony standing side by side
whatever the colour or race we/ll share equal pride