Hate Acts

Passing the time sometimes isn't easy 

I hear them talking as if they

right next to me talking to me

Why do we as people act so foolishly

quick to display acts of hate

Is it because I'm black

wait a minute they the same race

wishing they wasn't

then it would make some type of sense

Then I could label them 

smacked with the stick of ignorance

All it takes is a glance

I see it everywhere I go

not used to the presence so they cant handle the glow

I'm proud to be me 

not bound by the limitations of negativity

Unfortunately the same cant be said about everybody

So I long for the day when I can display

everything I've been blessed with minus the bad parts

caused by loved ones who broke my heart

results of a jealous spark or envy playing its part.