Wishful Blindness

When both eyes are open
I try to shut them closed
But even in total darknes
Bigotry is still exposed
Every second time passes
This madness occurs
Shots fired from a gun
Loaded with racial slurs.

As a child I was wounded
In many lines of fire
And each time I prayed
For the racism to expire
One day with my grandfather
While walking in the summer heat
An angry stranger appeared
As we crossed the city street
"Chinaman!" the stranger yelled
"You have a name?"
And although this assault was just verbal
Inside I felt pain
As we went on our way
Without bothering to look back
I kept remembering how his words
Stung harder than just a mere slap.

Now I'm a man
With still much to fear
And even after I'm gone
Unnecessary hatred will still be here
The duration of its existence
Is still unknown to me
But a world without hate
I hope someday will be.

People hate for race
Color
Or for religious belief
And that hate triggers violence
Causing anguish and grief
Many have died painfully
In a brutal
And fierce fashion
Without remorse from their killers
Or even an ounce of compassion
Blindness I wish sometimes
On all who are able to see
Because if you can't see
What you hate
Then there is no place
For the hate to be.

Copyright (c) 1997 Jeffery Toy


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