Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Colored by Color

I was born into a time
When coloreds in the U.S.A.
Were victims of cultural crime
In a raw segregated way.
We struggled for equality
In law and even more in fact.
I learned my Christianity
In how my people speak and act.
So from my pulpit, I have stood
And preached the sermons from my heart,
Of what I felt was bad or good
That still set my people apart.

The nation still lives black or white,
Greying the truth of wrong from right.