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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