Stupidity

A moment of silence I hear a sound
Slowly, I walk with my head to the ground
My eyes fill with tears
I’ve heard it for years

My swallow taste dry
Though I sense a cry
Tears roll down my face
It’s the same old case
As I shake my head I turn around
..Bold so beautiful my shade of brown

I wipe my tears
Nothing to fear
My cry is no of sorrow or blame
It’s our stupidity That’s a shame.

Thanks for reading.
Poem # 2 Written March 1989
This idea came from an experience that I had in Senior high at Central.
There were some boys in the seating.
I walked by.
I heard one of them say the N word.
I turned around. All of them had their heads downs.
Some were laughing.
I didn’t say anything.