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Date Posted: 09:30:12 07/19/02 Fri
Author: SuSanne
Author Host/IP: pool-63.53.132.122.nwrk.grid.net / 63.53.132.122
Subject: As In Books


AS IN BOOKS


Mixed race of blood I am not
If not counting the almighty four
Lilies of Britain and Europe
Creating centuries of mixed-up spirit's yore.
Despite that, I too have been there
Wondering where I fit in-between pages
Of how some live, as in books
In novel tales of the wealthy.
So I ask within my heart and head
Why oh why is it still so worldwide
That people are so judged
And feared for not having any choice
In their brand of genes?

And why also do some assume
I dislike different that they hate so upshot
Then very much disliking me,
Putting me down when I do not?
So many times these pricks have hurt
As a rose's thorn draws blood
That when spilt, being the ironic hue
Of symbol colour of love.

Yet still there are those so smug to think
They are so much better than of those
Without wealth or approved colour.
Feelings that gives me quite a deathly pall
To then turn around to further appall
As they keep their 'gold and silver
In a heady intellectual swirl
Of money papered 'around the world'
Held up by the backs of we,
The Atlas misunderstood.

However, I would never say all rich is bad
Since knowing that is certainly not so
For even within the bad and living beautiful,
Many good hearts can and do breed
Whether the poor wishes to 'believe it or not'
Upon reading a worldwide Ripley's tide
That sometimes I love to ride .. to write.


© SuSanne &*_*&


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Definitions of yore:
noun: the time that has elapsed

Definitions of upshot:
noun: a phenomenon that follows
and is caused by some previous phenomenon

Inspired by watching
TV talk host Ms. Ananda Lewis
when this subject was among
the many worthy she covers.
http://www.theanandalewisshow.com/


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