Being black is not the reason!

http://espn.go.com/boxing/story/_/id/11815891/bernard-hopkins-says-race-reason-pursuit-history-transcended-boxing

I read this article on Espn about Bernard Hopkins stating that his pursuit of history was being ignored because he is "black." As I got to the last word in this article I was disgusted, not because of the content, but because Bernard Hopkins pulled the color card in a situation where I believe shouldn't have been used. I have no problem with people of a different race or color, but for this boxer to say that he is being ignored by the color of his skin is, crap! The sport itself has seen a decline in viewers and followers of the sport because of the increased popularity of the Ultimate Fighting Championship a.k.a. U.F.C. I was one of those people that stopped watching the sport of boxing because U.F.C. is more entertaining. I understand what racism is, but for Bernard Hopkins to say what he said is complete ignorant. I don’t think he took in consideration; because of the sports decline it wouldn't matter that he has the record for being the oldest boxer with this unified titles. This is the year 2014 and its time we look past the color of the skin and let the eyes see the inside of another. 

My Reflections

I stare at you as you stare at me

I wonder why you constantly

Follow me!

Like my shadow you’re equally mad at me

You stab me with your words

With an arrow

Curse me while I am in front of you

What have I done to you?

I’ve only lived to forget and not forgive

But you live to forgive and not forget

Why do you do things like me?

Yet do it so differently

Frequently mad at the world

Mad at people

For things that are out of control

Where is your soul?

Why does the body pay the toll?

My goal is to let you see what you have become

My goal is to show you what you’re doing

I speak as you seek

Because living with you is unique

I try and critique

Your own thoughts suddenly bewildered at

My own cost

Because everything is your fault &

You should be locked away in a vault

Throw away the key

And set me free

Only when you glare at me with

Those eyes that can impair my own stare

Is when I want to care

Through the night

You’re high as a kite

I’m always wrong

You’re always right

Why do you look like me?

A victory is near

Yet you want to fight me

Why do you wish to destroy me?

Why do you wish to break me?

Do I annoy you?

All because I exploit you

You want me to fall into pieces like shattered glass

Just so you can harass and trash the truth

Infected by neglections

Now I see who is talking

It is you my reflections!!!!­­­