Little girl, you’re just a penny, a copper colored runt.
You were never worth a quarter, that’s always out in front.
Get behind this here dime, even a nickel has you beat.
For that copper shell you wear, you’ll always take the heat.
This is where you stand, see the ‘colored only’ sign?
Your color denotes your rank, now get in the other line.
You thirst for a drink of water, too bad your mother’s poor.
We refuse to serve your kind and don’t you come here anymore.
The ghetto is your home, it’s where you all belong.
It’s because you’re copper colored and that is oh so wrong.
Best not to think you’ll ever know fame and fortune’s smile.
You’ll always be the least of us and never worth our while.
No taste or hint of freedom will you pennies ever know.
Your wings have long been clipped and they will never grow.
The deck was stacked against you before you were ever born
and though your cloak is strong, it’s the worst you could have worn.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland