Anger society bigotry emotions thoughts power mind facade masks

Bigot And I

Call me a n*****.
Your not hurting my soul.
What's really your goal?
And why you hate my skin color?
Did I do something vile to you?
Please show me the proof.
Wow what a shocker looking at the TV screen seeing actors pretending to be us black teens.
As misfits sagging our jeans and being mean toward our community.
How stupid is that?
Why not have a chat with a real young black male?
Instead of believing that garbage you see on the web!
No way you'll never open your condemned mind to cross lines of another ethnicity.
Seriously your bigotry is your real enemy and your negativity is not damaging me!
So peace!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Little short poem that popped in my mind had to write it.

Thy Name Is

Generational Inheritance:

Thy name is bigotry,

Thy name is zealous fervour,

Thy name is squalor.

Impressionable minds pounded

With the sins of thoughts past,

Extolled as virtues,

Paraded as normalcy,

Presented as proper.

Cry Wolf, 

Cry Wolf.

Facade of society faltering,

Falling, crumbling under its

Self-constructed hypocrisy.

Sleeping giants begin to rise,

Lumbering towards the new world

Built upon cracked foundations.

The silence left in their wake

Is deafening.