Why?
Why is a person diffrent on the outside,
when the inside is just the same?
Why do people judge one for his origin,
when he was born in the same country &
speaks the same language?
Why do mothers only want a daughter in law
who has the same skin as her son?
You would think that racism disappears
when one is an adult...
But nothing is less true.
It still exists...
Only harder & more painfull,
then when we were kids.
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Reacties op dit gedicht
| pia ^^: | Zondag, januari 04, 2009 21:26 |
| human nature probabley. het is stom maar we voor een groot deel kunnen we er niks aan doen. het moet uit de mensen zelf komen dat ze naderen accepteren. | |
| kerima ellouise: | Zondag, januari 04, 2009 21:00 |
| people shout out loud of equal rights...but when something like this happens ....racism is written all over their eyes liefs kerima ellouise |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: white_rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 januari 2009 | ||
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