This poem talks about discrimination of black people by whites. A little innocent boy speaks to his mom about this discrimination. This is inspired by Blake's poem Little black boy.
Dear Mom,
They say I am a black
My skin is black
My eyes are black and
My hair are black
Can you please peep deep inside my body and tell if my soul is black too ?
If My words are black
My actions are black
Everything around me is black
Is my heart black too?
I am hated and discriminated
I have no friend
They look down upon me
Nobody comes and helps me
Is my God black too?
I wish to be just like them
White; Pure and Chaste
Free from all impurities,
Hatred and
Discrimination
So , that everyone
Loves me,
Accepts me
The way I am.
Ridhi
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