The human mouth, it is made to speak,
But the words spoken, are truly too weak.
For equality is preached from gender to race,
But judgment is passed on the colour of face.
The revulsion in the eyes, of those that see colour,
Take away our luster and we become much duller.
But see it’s the human ear, that hears and listens,
And that’s why our tears will always glisten.
And it’s the human heart that was made to feel,
And that’s why we will always be made to kneel.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
About Me
- Mango E
- Trying to show a way to see the world through words.
Topics
Popular Posts
-
This is one of my personal favourites because of the unexpected ending to the story. Forever and Ever Drake is an undergra...
-
The story synopsis posted below strays away from conventional horror as do most of my stories in my anthology. This is an odd story an...
-
*The second last stanza (before the one line, last stanza), is the reverse of the first stanza. The lines are written from bottom to top,...
-
I See You It was June 21 st , the summer solstice as people called it for it was the longest day of the year and Rix was in his bedr...
-
This is the 4th title in my anthology. I'm not posting the titles in the order that they will be in my anthology, rather I'm po...
-
I find that poetry is an art form that can effectively create the illusion that my feelings are by any means- interesting. While my poetry r...
-
Wind swept hair, obsidian eyes, beguiling pools, a thousand lies. Honeyed words, from caressing lips, bloody allure, mesmeric hips. Ado...
-
For the duration of my 21 year existence, I've found myself in between various abysses-I never fall into them but I teeter on the e...
-
This is a title in my short story horror anthology that I've been writing. I have included a synopsis. I will release a title every wee...
-
As I gaze out my window, I see lightning flashes lighting up the sky and hear the constant roar of thunder as if some creature above wa...
Powered by Blogger.
excellent! :)