POETRY BY CAROLYN BISPELS
From Sullivan's Short Stories
The Color Of Shame, Being White!
I pine for my race
Viewing such disgrace.
Gallery pictures
Historic fixtures
Of Black folk hanging
And White folk beaming.
Emotions rattled
And nerves left frazzled.
Images hard copy
Of virtues so sloppy.
A hundred years nigh,
Photos to horrify.
Mind burns with seeing
Of Black human beings.
I understand more,
Need...To even the score.
So will it ever end
And we become friends.
Don't salt need pepper,
Humans were not lepers.
Who accepts the blame
For ancestral shame.
I pine for my race
Viewing such disgrace.
4/15/2000
Carolyn Bispels
Inspired by photographs from a gallery collection of James E. Allen, 15 years of accumulated Afro American History in photographs. Show in New York Jan. & Feb. 2000.............The gallery showing was the Ross Horowitz Gallery Manhattan, New York
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