The Colors Of Human!

hands black as soot,
my feet are red....
my eyes are green,

my hair turned grey.
my soul is Asian,
my spirit Native American....

my hard working dedication,
........Hispanic.....
my people come from Ireland,

and some from Africa....
anywhere where the persecuted,
.... cut and fled!

working in the fields,
the factories, and even the mines....
cutting wood, milking cows,

working for the man.
i am human!
and i'm damn tired

of being used!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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