Racism isn’t
caught like a cold
Nor can it be
easily dropped
like a baseball bat
after a homerun swing
It isn’t always proudly
held high with a tiki torch,
a lit message, unmistakable
for the world to see
Racism also hides,
like a parasite,
an unwanted pest
inserted intentionally
by ancestors who
gladly profited
from other’s pain
It nibbles away at us
from the inside
It cannot be conquered
by being ignored,
by pretending
it does not exist,
by self-congratulatory
boasts of how
that can’t be inside me
No, in this battle,
our eyes must be open,
scanning the crevices
for the endless traps
that were left to ensnare
because they are
everywhere
30 Jan 2020
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