Poem against racism.

Why so hard?

Why must we cry?
Why must we die?
Why must we fear to say goodby?
We are alone with the tears.
We live with our fears.
Racist insults comme to our ears.

People don't look to our face,
They don't speak to us.
Against them we have no voice.
People are racist even in the bus.

Many have died,
Many have cried!
Against us there is racism everywhere.
All the time we must be aware.
Why must we be hit?
Why do you do it? WHY?