Beyond Prejudice

Shirren Lim, Flickr

I refuse to see myself
through your eyes
to let your lens
become my disguise.
I won’t give in
to its stereotype.
I won’t become your lie.
My wish for freedom
will not die.

You strip me back
to my bones
classify me
by skin tones.
I am more than my skin;
If you look deeper
you could be kin.
I cut you adrift
deflect the hurt
you sought to give
so I can simply live.

After I have healed
from your slight
I send out a light
to shade us both.

I won’t become your lie.
My wish for freedom
will not die.

(c) June Perkins

I Choose Love

Ripple Poetry

Dedicated to all those
who visited my facebook wall this week

I choose love, not hate
I hear Martin Luther King knocking at the door

I choose poetry, deny so called fate
and hear so many poets begin to roar

Maya Angelou says be the rainbow
in the clouds

I will forgive but still call for injustice to end
Mahatma Ghandi shows people how to resist
with non violence so –

I wage peace not war
I don’t wait for it to come knocking at the door

I read Abdul-Baha’s Paris Talks
and think of when he brings Louis Gregory to the table
in the United States

I choose for my children
more than debate

I dream we walk through unity’s gate.

June

familypicbest5 My family in the seventies

I spent this week having discussions in my facebook space about racism and prejudice and what we can do about it.

It…

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