Different

November 29, 2011
By Christiane GOLD, Marion, Massachusetts
Christiane GOLD, Marion, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
Life isn't about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself.


Sitting in the back of the room,
The new kid.
He has his head hung low,
Back hunched,
As if ashamed of his existence.
He should be.

Doesn’t he realize he’s different?
Doesn’t he realize that no one wants him here?
Doesn’t he understand the looks the other kids give him?
Doesn’t he know why he’s never called on?

And so-
I hate him.
I hate his hunched back.
I hate his sorrowful eyes.
I hate his deep brown skin.
Because my friends do.
Because my parents do.
And what I hate most of all
Is that I don’t even know his name.


The author's comments:
This was a piece of writing I decided to write for African-American history month at school. I hope you understand this poem was not meant to be racist or offensive. In fact, it's supposed to be quite the opposite.

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