Outside In — A Poem About Racism
When you look at a Black person, what do you really see?
Hello friends, I wrote this poem some time ago, after an experience of racism. The sad thing is that there have been so many that I can no longer remember which particular incident prompted me to write it. Anyway, for a change of pace, here it is:
You see me from the outside in
Distracted by the color of my skin
You see me from the outside in
Troubled by t…