Being a Photographer or a Poet Later In Life Has Not Been The Happiest of Experience That I Can Write Home About, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
racism
exists
in photography
in poetry
i can vouch
without doubt
rights of admission
reserved for muslims
dogs not allowed
i have seen hate
alone in crowd
so i moved out
became a blogger
a street photographer
when kicked like
a dog i bite
dont shut
my mouth
i search
for peace
quietude
where
hate does
not sprout
i keep away
from racists
bigots louts
