What is, uhmm, race is uhmm…

mgMahlon Gumbs,
Atlanta, GA.

What is uhmm…

Race is uhmm…

The thin line that

Blinds us,

Confines us,

Keeps us at home base.

If we cross that line

It’s a crime,

No matter the time;

Society will put us back in our place.

But what is uhmm…

Race is uhmm…

The thing about which we sing

Old negro spirituals

And perform rituals

With hopes of hearing freedom ring.

“Swing low, oh sweet chariot…”

And take us in the direction of Harriet

As she lays tracks to the underground railroad;

The underground’s *real* road to freedom.

But what uhmm…

Do we need freedom from?

Race is uhmm…

A curse that’s placed on all races

And plagues all people

In all places.

It’s a spell that enlarges our differences

To a magnitude so great

We can never see similarities;

Hence we learn to hate.

But from whence uhmm…

Did this hatred come?

Race is uhmm…

Here to stay unfortunately.

It’s forever usurping the sanity

Of humanity;

Disrupting our harmony

And clarity.

And as brother Shabazz said

Long before his last breath;

Like freedom,

The price of

Race is uhmm…



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