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Discrimation

I heard the stories

was fed the tails

at a school

where equality was

prime

and education

took second place



In the heart of a city

where we're all equals

and yet racism wasn't considered

a black against white thing.



But it was.



Battered and bruised

lost and confused

I was the white girl

at the back of the class

but I held no hatred

when they called me names

or pulled my hair



"They've been through it

countless more times.

Maybe this is their revenge

for something I didn't cause

but that the white community did."



But most of them never knew

this thing that was discrimination of race

just stories of the past

long, long ago

that they'd been forced to learn.



The slavery.

The poverty.

The taunts and tainted lies.



But why did they take out their

aggression

on this little white girl

who had a black boyfriend

who had an asian best friend

and tried so hard to fit in?



Revenge.

Equality.

Or just an excuse for violence.

I'll never understand...