The laws of science teach us a pound of gold weighs as
much as a pound of flour though if dropped from any
undetermined height in their natural state one would
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An interesting write. This poem rights no wrongs but hangs itself on motion and inertia. I would like to see more introspection in this narrative poem. There is no point in accepting, as the last stanza does, inevitability. Inherent racism must be tackled head on. It is ignorance. We are all related as humans.As should all ignorant inequalities.
Sometimes I want to touch you and be touched in return. But you think I'm grabbing and I think you're shirking and Mama always said to look out for men like you- very good poem. tony