The Ghost..

its a ghost that refuses to go...untill this day

The heavy load of suppressed memories is carried and immortalized through centuries old tales passed on to the next generation, black,white and all colors in between. Its delivered by horse and carriage and text message. Its the hunting of a ghost that will not expect that it has died, for to him his alive, so it will live in the minds of the hunted.

 

our children so innocent that he ( the ghost ) cannot be seen by them, until the story of the evil ghost of race-ism past is told to them by fearful and angry adults and other children whom the ghost already hunts their imagination and purity.

Until the minds of all, black,white,brown,red are free from the evil ghost, he will not rest in peace for he will continue to hunt and hurt all.

Author's Note

I wrote this after i witnessed a very nasty act of raceism in my home town, and it was very similar to the poem