This poem will end racism.
These bodies just happened to us
Every single one of our ancestors
reproduced successfully and consecutively
for three and a half billion years
You’re welcome to not comment on mine
This poem will end racism.
You know to never comment on a woman’s body?
It’s a matter of etiquette
Keep your body-comments to yourself
What if you stood in front of your identical twin?
What would you say?
What would you not say?
We need a Bill of Body Rights
which includes the Freedom from Comment
and government control
This poem will end racism
when we view people as individuals
and not as a member of a group
Personal autonomy is freedom
Personal autonomy is the ultimate value of privacy
Our bodies are the boundaries of our privacy
We are free to think
free to act
but there should be freedom from being acted upon
Treat people like you are responsible
for them
Don’t tell me what to do with my body
My body is my boundary
Respect it
Ennoble it
And a note to Old Believers: A Savior isn’t one color
Be polite
No comments about bodies
Don’t bring up race
Don’t bring up gender
Observe etiquette
and a new taboo
This poem will end racism.