Dear Racist
You have your roots forgotten
Your perception's now rotten
Noticing oh so sudden
That brother's a great burden
No love for brother or sis
With contempt at them you hiss
And the sharpest point you miss
That racism can't bring bliss
People can be blue, black, white
I can name colours all night
But do remember alright
Only yourself you do fight
Because we all are on par
And you're left behind so far
Still your scars with spite you mar
Frowning at those black as tar
With the same hands, all God made
Watch as you do colours grade
Without love, away you'll fade
For we belong under one shade
Copyright © Jesz Ika | Year Posted 2014
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