What a wonderfully, sensitive poem you've written. Being from the North, my first experiences in the South were horrible. With my open-minded ways of friendship, even being white didn't shield me from the prejudices of the southerners at that time. It was a very lonely time for me. You have written about something that is so painful and may have long-lasting affects. Cruelty, in any form, is never easy to handle, especially when you're young. Prejudice also extends to those who are different in other ways. May your wounds heal on time and forgiveness be in your heart.
~Chelle~

Hi Alisa, This is a very powerful message, full of emotionals, yes, sensitive. Great write. It's a shame that things like thia happens. I've learnt along time ago, that you can't judge a book by it's cover. Meaning that, the ways a person looks doesn't make you bad. Beauty is only skin deep. I look for the person deep indside, what's in their heart, mind, soul, spirit. That's where the real true beauty is. Besides no one has the right to judge anyone or anybody. Only our Lord, Jesus Christ and his father God. I haven't really came across this myself. But, I did have a friend in Dallas, Tx, where we moved into an apartment. We met there one day, ran into her a few times. We did things together sometimes. She's a black lady, didn't bother me. One time went to a sports store to guy some swimming caps, she warn me before we got there. I kinda brush it off, I soon found out, she was right. There are alot of poeple in Dallas that are very prejudice. We walked into that store and the look that this guy gave me behind the counter. If looks could get, I'd be dead. The way he acted, I was really shocked. I've never experience anything like it. We got our stuff and got out of there. And if a businessman says he's out of Texas, they don't like it either. That's what I've been told.

Well said, man. Just really well said.