Treasure Island

Daniel Brown


Prejudice


I am tired of all the prejudice in the world
In the class room, at work, in the mall, on the road
Teachers, moms, dads, kids, young, old, white, black
It feels like getting shot in the back

They single you out because they don’t like how you act
They can’t even come up with any facts
You feel the rage and the pain it makes
You quiver, twitch, spazz and shake
They put you down
You want to drown

I am tired of all the prejudice in the world
I want it to stop
But you know it won’t
They won’t stop, no way, no how
It will always exist until our dying day

Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010

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