Shattering Rose Coloured Glasses

Uncomplicated me I thought I was colour blind free thinking and kind with an evolved mind Loving and accepting of the ones I find Yet my blindness Is that of privilege I'm just a visitor in the Global village From my narrow thin mind there is too much spillage Although so many are forced from their homes My life seems carefree I am deaf to the groans Brown women wearing veils that can't protect them from stones I live in a white washed place No "Freedom Marches" for men of a different race Yet, if I look back and trace there are darker stories to face We all took part in shameful things Yes, we share in the disgrace. Highways of tears Rivers of shame There's always someone else to blame Residential schools Each child got a new name They were forced to forget the place from where they came Prisons filled with black and red skinned men They can't forget this now or that then Promises and promises but who how and when Or will their children have to live it all over again So yes No longer colour blind With the opening of my mind I let colour seep in Starting somewhere different today I begin Because I know it shouldn't be just the privileged who win!