Color Stricken
Color is what I use to define you and me
Restless desire for contentment is impossible
Discord. Dejection show through us. Discrimination is unjust.
Choir of people everywhere, tired of the run.
Getting knocked down but having the audacity to get back up and stand for what's right.
Voices unheard.
Traggic losses.
Violence continous.
Disconsolate is present.
Color stricken is what so many have learned.
The time is now to change this repetition.
Discriminarion still exists.
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