Judgement Day

You don’t like me, but you don’t know me

My skin is all you see

I feel like the upturned leaf

that knows it will rain

My heart bleeds for an understanding

Your hate is so strong

I wish I didn’t exist

I am white and hate being so

You hassle me with my open mind

If all were like me, there’d be no KKK

In time things change

We cannot know the future


Copyright © Raeanne G. Roy, 2016. All rights reserved.

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About the author

Rae Roy is a recreational athlete, crafter, gamer, and office worker who also tries to play instruments. She resides in the National Capital Region of Canada.

She is a neurodivergent Spoonie and a late-bloomer, bisexual.

Her writing primarily takes the form of novels or songs. Current projects include the first novel of a series and an anthology.