Behind the Skin
Why do laugh at me when you know my pain?
Why do you insult me when you see my name?
Am I so different to be subjected to all this hate?
Am I so different that I can’t be your mate?
Where does the border cross in the mind of you?
An invisible line on the ground that caused the
deaths of many people like me and you!
So I stand and I ask of you - do you
just hate the colour of my skin or do you hate
the human behind it too?
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