They told us we couldn’t be friends

We were not supposed to be close

Did we have too many differences in the end?

In your silence you taught me the most


Violence from white to black our friendship stole 

Couldn’t take the risk of the bond with a white girl

From that I learned the power in life of race’s role

We needed the dignity and force of unity in our world


On the television I watched as we stood strong

Humanity crying out for real and lasting change

Strong black leaders calling us away from wrong

My parents ignorant prejudice so very vast in range


In junior high we were polarized by senseless rape

Our togetherness divided and disillusioned

Parents threatened to send me away the riots to escape

O my God there was so much chaos and confusion


Through it all I felt our essential oneness

That truly we are of the same blood and I held on

Routing out the traces of ancestral self righteousness

Focusing on the truth of this Day’s unifying Sun


Time again to peacefully stand for the truth

Take to the streets with strength and honor

Arm in arm together we shall not be moved

We must address these crimes against our brothers

It is time.


This is written in response to a challenge put forth by http://oneness.org and http://facebook/Moaninsuns.com

Asking for art, stories, poems or just our experiences with deadly racism (all racism is deadly) shared on any social media with the #AllOfUsAreBlood

A great way to bring us together through our commonalities! 

One planet, one people, please.

Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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6 thoughts on “#AllOfUsAreBlood”

  1. I wasn’t really around during this time, but I remember the stories. There are still scars left behind from it.

    You are very eloquent and amazing at setting the mood, Carol.

    Also, I’m sorry I’m slow to catch up. I’m very busy and will check in as often as I can. Please don’t think I’m forgetting you 🙂

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