Racism

Racism is an ugly word,
like the hiss of snake,
with a poisonous bite
injecting your soul
with a toxic hate
the dividing line to
separate black from white.

Even though my skin is brown
I was accused of being a racist
so I knew it was time to protest.

I believe you can address racism
without angry words and a fight.

You transform it by
digging in your heals
and rising to the top
in any place that would
keep you down.