Memories of Hate

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Flouncing by the fountain
In a dress of pastel hues
I saw a girl with cocoa skin
And so I frolicked too

In an Alabama shopping mall
This girl and I did play
I was only nine years old
And my home was far away

My grandmother was browsing
In a store that was nearby
We ran around the waterfall
And laughed until we cried

I really had no idea
How soon my fun would end
When grandma saw us playing
She was quick to apprehend

She grabbed my arm and spoke to me
In a voice I’d never heard
Hissed we don’t play with negro children
I found her quite absurd!

Perhaps my quest began that day
And the message I would send
To teach all children rainbow love
And that racism should end

Copyright 1/12/2008
Dani Heart ♥


9 thoughts on “Memories of Hate

    1. Kate it was strong lesson to learn at such a young age. I am so lucky to have been raised on the West Coast. I wasn’t taught that hatred, but they tried to teach it to my mom and thank goodness it didn’t stick. 🙂


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