This is a lot different to what I normally wrote about so I'm not sure what to think of it. I got the idea when I was set a piece of homework to write a poem with certain words. The words I got were to do with racism so I then I got the idea to write this. Please tell me why you think.
Verse
Quiet perfect life,
Up on the mountain side,
A daughter and a wife,
Nothing black just white,
Church on a Sunday,
With god is your faith,
On your knees you pray,
To keep the coloured away,
Chorus
Hand in hand children run,
But in your land you'll raise your gun,
To protect yourself and troubles to come,
Yet you're the one making a fuss,
Verse
You spit on the floor in disgust,
Despising the colour of mud,
In your head it's a must,
For 'them' to leave your neighbourhood,
You believe God doesn't love everyone,
So why would he love you,
Small, weak, close minded,
With no real values
Chorus
Hand in hand children run,
But in your land you'll raise your gun,
To protect yourself and troubles to come,
Yet you're the one making a fuss,
Bridge
You want to start a fight,
Thinking that you're right,
When will you realise,
Beauty is black and white
Chorus
Hand in hand children run,
But in your land you'll raise your gun,
To protect yourself and troubles to come,
Yet you're the one making a fuss,