The Question

A Poem by Karina

Why do people

Look at me in a

Mean, dislike

Haughty way?

Am I not human?

They dislike my color,

The way I speak,

I speak the same

Language as they do.

The question is,

What makes me

Different?

© 2012 Karina

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Added on December 19, 2011
Last Updated on January 6, 2012

Author

Karina

Greenwood, SC

About

I really love to read and draw (Can see a few of my drawings i uploaded in my photos). I have trouble writing sometimes and I'm tring to improve that.----Im back! havent been on for awhile now...so im.. more..