Discrimination
By: Mylilnh Nguyen
They are waiting for
you,
just because you are
different
Your marked for life
get out, you better
hurry,
before they take you
and your kids.
Don’t make a sound
or they’ll find you
and your family.
Hiding in the cold
to keep them all
close.
They are waiting for
you
better get out while
you have the chance.
You might have a
better chance over the fence,
you never know what might
happen when you disowned,
and left in the
cold,
buying illegal
rations to feed your own.
Lying in the street trying
not to be found,
don’t let them catch
you,
or they’ll have your
head.
___________________________Poem of the Day: Discrimination
by Kenneth Rexroth
I don't mind the human race.
I've got pretty used to them In these past twenty-five years.
I don't mind if they sit next
To me on streetcars, or eat
In the same restaurants, if
It's not at the same table.
However, I don't approve
Of a woman I respect
Dancing with one of them. I've
Tried asking them to my home
Without success. I shouldn't
Care to see my own sister
Marry one. Even if she
Loved him, think of the children.
Their art is interesting,
But certainly barbarous.
I'm sure, if given a chance,
They'd kill us all in our beds.
And you must admit, they smell.
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