I Walk Away

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about how the present generation have to follow their own dreams and shouldn't allow themselves to be held back by the social norms create by our predecessors. We have to break away because the world is changing and becoming more and more liberal. This specific poem is about interracial relationships.

Submitted: April 08, 2008

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I walk away

 
I step away from the crowd, the noise,
The shade of the tree.
It’s just me
And I walk, barefoot amongst sharp stones
And burning sand.
Yet I know within this barren land
Somewhere lies my oasis
With dark eyes. With black hands.
 
I falter, they call me back,
With words of black and white,
Then how it isn’t right.
But I walk away from the shadows of the tree.
Just me.
Amongst sharp stones and burning sands,
Towards my oasis
In these barren lands.
 
It lies ahead.
My heart resistant to the sharp stones,
The pain in my pale soles.
Just go, I think, just go.
A quicker stride
As I try to hide from my mother’s calls
Echoing far behind.
This is my time.
 
I take his hand, a contrasting sight
Beneath the bright sun by the soft grass.
Is it right?
I don’t care; this is my heart free to decide.
 

- This is my time.

NC.


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