Archive for November, 2015

A Place to Call Home by Rod C. Stryker
…to hold my light-skinned grandson
without suspicion or police presence,

…to give my light-skinned wife a kiss without
public eyes that caress their hate all over me

…to stride on a sidewalk
without fearful glances or mistrust

…to return home without
being interrogated because of my dark skin

…where dark skin is celebrated and not
treated with a nightstick or a bullet to the head

…I can look to with pride and love
and peace and joy and and and…
no more war

…Some where,


Rod C. Stryker