The joy of her success glitters
As dad grows dimples
With her love and dad's gene
I'm proud, a black
Born into a world of carnivores
Protected from the madness of wild wolves
Not for long I know
Days and months passed
Time flied
As I spent the next seven years in a world of fantasy
Not knowing what stood ahead
Hate and bad zeal the world entertains
As if we are fed of darkness- - - No???
But we are- - -
Legends and seekers die martyrs.
I rest my case to the carnivores
As I am in no match to fight
But to weep out my soul.
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Author:
Lincoln (
Offline) - Published: September 3rd, 2022 02:35
- Comment from author about the poem: Wrote this during the Black Lives Matter protest but, couldn't publish it then.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Beautiful and heart touching poem! I enjoyed reading this poem a lot.
Yes the world should stop discriminating one based on their race, gender, religion or skin colour!!
# Black Lives Matter!❤️❤️
Poem with beautiful message and reflection...🌹🌹🌹
Hope to read more of your poems Lincoln, in the coming days!
With regards,
Simurgh
India
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