Cant find the wordsA Poem by Bob Dobbs
Classism is the new disease
I grew up with you but were programmed to hate each other in a certain way I know this has been said and its drab boring lets make it complete I grew up with killers, drugs, fiends, low bottom I dont know whats it like to be black I couldnt, I never walked in another mans shoes I diddnt choose to be flung into life with these experiences Like Freire said, oppression is unconscious born into it, breed My skin makes me that I cant sum up race relations here with clever rhymes Im just a vistor and I perceive that we have many similar enemy's I hope we dont continue to be each others © 2012 Bob Dobbs |
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Added on May 6, 2012 Last Updated on June 11, 2012 |

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