It's eerie what's happened, America has become a place of desolation. Hate-filled language disguised as the words of God Always alters a democratic nation. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #210 from Sammiscribbles: Eerie in 24 words. The words of Zechariah 7:14 inspired the poem.
My husband wished me a happy MLK Day this morning, and then proceeeded to ask me if I thought that hate is a natural part of us. I was taken aback, because Douglas is the most loving of people, and I don't remember ever seeing him show hate for anyone. When we finally met face-to-face... Continue Reading →
Bound by oppression. Unable to sway racists. I am human, too! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #338: Bound and Sway.
I'm American! Why must I face racism? Please, God, let it change! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #311: Change and face.
Lamentations 3:19-23 I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your... Continue Reading →
Hate that creates distance between us Must be challenged by all each day. Name-calling and fear mongering Is never the correct or moral way. There cannot be anything so precious to possess, Not power, love, money, or even fame, That we are willing to hurt others by Calling them by an awful, racist and sexist... Continue Reading →
The sun poured its beams upon our basking bodies. Suddenly the grating voice of our dad erupted into our heat slumbering brains, “you better put on the foul weather gear.” We erupted into frothy talk, “He doesn’t know what he is talking about.” “It is so nice, how could it get wet.” We should have... Continue Reading →
I was having a beautiful day at work, waiting for lunch to come so that I could go to the fast-food place across the road from my job for my daily portion of potatoes. The road that separated us from the place of heavenly fries was a very busy one, and you risked life and... Continue Reading →
If you think that Douglas and I have not struggled with issues of race because we are an interracial couple, you would be wrong! When I think, "Those white people....," I have to remember, Oh, man, I am married to a white man and that not all whites think the same. When he says "the... Continue Reading →
I asked my wife an innocent question, “What did you get for allowance as a child?” She looked at me funny and asked back, what did you get. As a sucker, I responded innocently, “$40 a month, but I had budget to buy my clothes with that money.” Regina gave me that you don’t have... Continue Reading →