The Illusion Of Not Understanding Race Poem by Shirley Morgan

The rumor started because one race thought they were better than the other.
The boy he had a big afro and was about 6'6
When they saw him instead of having a basketball in his hand he had a skate board.
He tried to express that basketball wasn't his thing.
It was skate boarding.
It was an illusion and the way we believe. The illusion of life will come full circle.
I cut my hair but I'm wearing a hoddie now
Why do you have such a bad illusion of me.
Does it continue to be about my race.
I'm not going to stop loving the cooper of my skin.
My yoga instructor told me to raise my hands above my head and bring them back down and release that negativity back into the universe.