I liked it better when you were
At the back of the bus
Then I didn’t have to look at us
To look at all the similarities
Between you and me
It was easier when
I didn’t have to see
That we treat each other so differently
When you’re not sitting right next to me
A place for everybody
And everybody
In their place
It made it easier to tell us apart
When you stayed in your ghetto
And I stayed in my trailer park
When you were
Sitting in the back of the bus
It became easier to believe
The wore out stereotype myth
That you bring this all on yourself
It made it easier for us to get along
When I couldn’t see
There was something so very wrong
With these invisible divisions
Between you and me
It’s simple to mock and dismiss
Arguments about privilege
When you aren’t next to me
Both of us naked and vulnerable
In the sameness of our humanity
©workingclassproduction.com, 2016
A powerful poem!
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Thank you Robin!
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