
Our inner city ghetto’s fail to offer any hope
An economy that’s sadly based on robberies and dope
Though businesses and industries won’t dream of moving in
Bigots base perceptions on the color of one’s skin
A little education could just help your racist cult
All colors in this circumstance would yield the same result
You hide behind your keyboards, spreading hate like racists do
Attempting to conceal the truth about the inner you
The blackness in your heart implies an ugliness throughout
Your policies of ignorance remove the slightest doubt
Seems stereotyping comments are the only things you spew
Let’s pray that any kids you spawn aren’t anything like you
Since the seeds of all your “wisdom” never bloom to something better
You’re creating tension like a lender to a debtor
So before you let your hatred steer more conversations south
How about you maybe put some “shut up” in your mouth
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.



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