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Literature

Skin Deep

Children being pulled from a party by the pool. This doesn't take a genius; it takes a damn fool. Profiled for your color, hurts more than skin deep. Some are so judgmental, it moves me to weep. I drive through slums daily, yet I never feel afraid. We are in this together; let it be kindness we trade. So many homeless living underneath bridge tracks. Where is our government, and who has their backs? Some were abandoned, others gave into their addictions. Many war-torn heroes, coming home with their afflictions. Women and men selling souls just for something to eat. Children play near broken glass, torn sneakers on their feet. You might see

Literature

Adonis

You walk in knowing, All eyes are on you. Your tanned skin glowing, Like the shine on your shoe. Scanning your surroundings, Leaving several in awe. With the regalness of kings, You hold that strong jaw. Do I make your radar? Will you even notice me? Or not quite make the bar, When it's others that you see. A modern day Adonis, With whom will you tryst? Will it be Persephone, Or Aphrodite you've kissed? Drawing you into conversation, But you are not much for talking. With a hint of reservation, Any depth leaves you balking. There's a void in your eyes, As if you're not quite there. Maybe shyness or past lies, You have not yet repaired.