Making My Point

 

Scratching the surface

Will only get my skin tone

Beneath dirty fingernails.

Cutting me deeper

May cause blood on your hands

But at least you will see

The humanity beneath my identity

Is no different than yours.

Reviews

[David Scott]

Sounds a little masochistic to me. Ha. Very nice poem with a basic hard truth. Nice write.
Be well

[Baby Ricochet]

Truth

[Ruth]

There shall be a day when we all sigh under the same clouds :)
♥

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

That day I sigh under the same cloud with you is called heaven on Earth.

[Ruth]

Mwah!

[Liz Alexander]

This is awesome. I feel the scratches on my skin. Thank you for sharing.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

those are the scars that make us who we are.

[Liz Alexander]

Very True.

[Muse]

sometimes...we do have to cut deep...to get at the soul within......

xo

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

True that :)

[Poetic Beauty]

We all bleed the same color. We all breath the same air.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Amen to that.

[Poetic Beauty]

That is so true and a good point to this piece.

[Circe]

really enjoyed the sentiment in here... nice way to make your point. my first reaction was... relief.. that means it's safe to play with you.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Well thank you so much.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with your thoughts. We are all blood, water and bone. Good vision create by your strong statements. Good to be able to read your poetry. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you sir.