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When the racist comment rolled off your tongue
It left a bad taste in my mouth. When I
didn’t call you out, the experience
tasted even worse. I wonder what it
would taste like had I risked a public scene?
That would be in bad taste. Let’s address it
privately. I have to wash out my mouth
when the taste stays bad. My mom and dad
used that cure for bad and curse words. Did yours?
“Go in the bathroom,” they’d say, “and lick the soap.”
I didn’t invite that horrid taste often,
did you? Now, can we talk this through, let
behavioral change open the heart in you?
2023 April PAD Challenge: Day 19: For today's prompt, write a taste poem.
My blog poems are rough drafts.
Please respect my copyright.
© 2023 Susan L. Chast
I like where the prompt took you - to memory and taste.......I do remember when adults washed kids' mouths out with soap. Didnt happen to me, I was afraid to make a peep. LOL. It is hard to speak up when someone makes a racist comment. I did recently and it did not go well. But I could not let it pass.
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