At the bottom
The people of color lay
They laid at the bottom of the Titanic where their doom awaits
They lay on the floor where the knee of a cop clenches their neck so hard they can’t breathe! They can’t breathe!
They lay not being able to breath, yelling for help while dozens of people watched helplessly. They lay on the floor after being shot for walking around in their neighborhood, calmly

Why?

People are not pleased with how they look, people are not pleased with their pride in their look. People are not pleased but do we need them to be?

At the bottom
The people of cultures shame
They shame for being made fun of when they brought their cultural food in for delay
They get looked at strangely for the things they do or wear or for how they look or how they eat or how their family looks or for how they act. Oh and there is more,
Starting to shame?

They get the jobs that are jerked aside for “people like them” to face, Starting to shame?

They get looked down on by arrogant people who believe that their life is more important than the people around them,
But is it?

Instead of being called by their names they get called by racial slurs

At the bottom
The refugees look
They look for a place they can call home
But when they go to find “home” they find unwelcoming gome
They look for a sphere to hide fear
But every time they close their eyes they find unwanted memories of gear
They look for a hobby to distract them from their lost mommy
But all they can think about is what will happen next and if they will ever find their mommy

At the top
The people of wealth stand
They stand with the mindset that they are better than anyone else here
But are they?

They stand with the many privileges that other people don’t have
They stant with no problems at all

But why,
Why are some people privileged and others are not?

But why,
Why is it that just because of the way that people look we judge them without even knowing them?

But why,
Why is the world like this?