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Blacking out Racism in Poetry

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A young black male sits immersed in a blackout poem

Blackout Poetry

I am . I thought I was

chestnut brown until one day

ambling late

through the school gates

this 6ft , 25 year old,

screwed up his pale face

and spewed,

“You black .

You dirty

Why don’t you go back home?”

I froze. Born in the backyard

of his Black Country

I thought I was already home.

I don’t forget that .

A young black strolling through the school gates late - Skendong Poetry

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