ok so this is a free verse Poem writting by Walt Whitman.
It talks about how a person wandered through the woods.
What he did as he went and how he did it. Just a basic Free verse
poem. The Second Poem is more deep and talks about how diversity is very

As Toilsom I wander'd Virginia's Woods By: Walt Whitman

As Toilsome I Wander'd Virginia's Woods
As toilsome I wadner'd Virginia's woods,
To the music of rustling leaves kick'd by my feet, (for 'twas autmn,)
I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldie;
Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat, (easily all could understand,)
The halt of a mid-day hour, when up! no time to lost-yet this sign left,
On a tablet scrawl'd and nail'd on the tree by the grave,
Bold, cautious, true, and my loving comrade.
Long, long I muse, then o my way go wandering,
Many a changeful season to follow, and many a scene of life,
Yet at times through changeful season and scene, abrupt, alone, or
in the crowded street,
Comes before me the unknown soldier's grave, comes the inscription 
rude in Virginia's woods,
Bold, cautious, true, and my loving comrade.

Diversity By: Katherine Foreman

I did not think when I named my people
Eurocentric that I would ever have to
Rack my brains for just the right touch of
Foreign syllable to represent a nation
That has given me a friend I wish to honor
Without insult.
And when I used to roam the open-air mall
In search of shoes, I never imagined
That one day I would argue with my sister
Over wearing the plaid flannel that clothes
The leering young men whose compliments
We can't accept
As I feel the fluorescent lights slowly
Bleaching my skin even paler than
Its standout rosy tan among
An olive sea.
And when I felt obligated to copy my books and
Choose a crush I never paid attention to
Last names or skin tone because
A heart is the same in any language
And mine breaks when I realize
How hard it is to accept.
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