We Are Humans

This is a poem I have written to perform at Ridgemont High School's diversity day on the 22nd. In all honesty, I tend to veer from social/political themed poems because I feel that enough poets have got that market cornered. However, that doesn't mean I won't take myself out my own element every once in a while and I feel like it was for a good cause. Also, in all honesty I'm happy how it turned out, which is always nice.

Black, white, yellow, brown, we are human beings populating the same space

And even if we don’t share the same pigments, it seems we share the same race

So say grace & tie that laid lace & run with the humans till your legs ache

Let’s wait, till the day comes when our legs are gone, left & gone & our lexicon

Excludes the word “race” but words have no meaning till we insert the feelings

Kinda like a magician who’ll only show you what he’s really revealing

Meaning our meetings should be based on ethics & merit & not skin

See only God can judge & we may think we are but we’re really not him

So let’s erase the hurt & racial slurs & face the curs that’ll place those words

On buses & walls, leave them puzzled in awe & if it doesn’t appall then we’ll run with the herds

Of Muslims, Judaists, Christians, Buddhists, all of which trying to read in between the lines

But I for one refuse to colour in the lines but I’ll try to read the signs

As they’re redesigned and redefined, defeated I try to free my mind

From the greed inside as I leave my pride & grieve & hide from freedom’s cries

I’m free to try but its funny how we divide, if it’s not race its beliefs

If it’s not that it’s gender or sexual preference the story of our defeat

We won’t even get a hardcover; I mean have you seen North American news?

A mockery of media created to instill our arrogant views

But I’m just an Ottawa Citizen who doesn’t need the Sun, trying to live another Twenty-Four

Who really doesn’t need a Metro to get him to places never been before

And the human race gene pool has went from a koi pond to a shark tank

I jumped in to swim but my heart sank trying to make a withdrawal from a blood bank

To remind you we all make great gifts, it don’t matter how we’re Christmas wrapped

Our distant past may be full of strife but let’s change and make the non-believers witness that

Witness facts, that the category of race is purely a social construct

To constrict, chained in the pool but let’s escape like Houdini, rather than test our luck

So whether you’re gay, straight, black, white or even an alien, I say to you live to love

And love to live minus the fist to cuffs and trust to give the gifts to us

I miss the love, amidst the lust enlist the just to move forward but see here

Whether black, white, yellow, or brown it don’t matter cuz now I can only see clear  

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