Land Of The Free Poem by Hannah Shier

Land Of The Free



Color.
Creed.
Slander.
Where you from?
Boy, you get shunned. Hood -
That's where I live now - and get the
consequences for that choice every day. Black vs. White?
No battle. Blacks loose in court - court with its white judges, white lawyers, and white juries. Skin rules
here: whether you live or die. 'But when you fight and die for skin, you die with respect! ' Really? You're dead. Respect? That don't matter where we're goin'...

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