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C.O.M.S Colors Black, brown Something that has been an issue since the beginning of time Colors unite Colors causes actions out of spite Colors are all different shades Colors has been one of the leading causes of death for decades See i am a man of color The black color i must say I love the color of my skin Though It has caused me drama along the way The stories my family told me growing up as a young boy Can’t say i was unaware i would get treated differently cause of my skin color that i did not ask for I was blessed with this blackness I can’t give it back or trade it in My color has shaped and formed me Into all my successes and wins Believe with those victories came defeats Losses that crushed my soul, hurt my heart, and turned my feelings obsolete Loses Produced hatred and evil Vengeance and being deceitful Turning me into a character that was never me Saying words i imagined ill never speak The white person had me feeling this way Treating my color like tar and asphalt stepping on it and burning my color away Hanging my colored people from thick tree branches With a noose so tight there was no chance to escape Seconds later the soul leaving the colored human flesh As the colored human gasped for air eventually hanging lifeless No care for their family and/or their friends The white man chuckled laughing as the colored life came to a quick and senseless end The white cop!! They took an oath to protect and serve But when it comes to one of color They kill our men, belittle our children and woman, and get off with a not guilty verdict which to the color community is just absurd While the chuckling from the white community continues upon reading of the verdict The color community is in rage Fearful, pissed, sad, and confused This has been our norm and what our parents preached to us since our early age This was never fair to me Walk over my people of color Kill off my family See i hated white people Until i was me again Until my character came back and I rediscovered love and peace again I realized all white people were not the same I discovered that some white people do like the color of my skin I felt some wanting to be my friend I saw past the white color and into the heart I saw the love, the care, the emotion for me and my family that was authentic from the start. You see you can’t control the color of your skin But you can control your thoughts and the different directions people attempt to push you in. History shows and tells me I should hate white people for all that they have done They tortured and killed my elders for their entertainment and their fun But my interactions and experiences has enhanced my growth and knowledge and taught me to love not just the colored ones Love all As i only get one life in my black flesh I spread and receive love from all walks of life and that fulfills my happiness I get judged and hated by many Black, white, and brown I look past that and focus on the care factor. This new found focus has turned my life around The C-olor O-f M-y S-kin Won’t define who I am as a person My actions will My words and emotions have bought love to black brown and white So much of that love has been reciprocated I will never be loved by all and that is fine That is the realization of the situation I will also never love all Some people just don’t have loving hearts nor loving minds I will no longer allow the Color Of My Skin to be used as an excuse to hate the white and lose the character that is mine I love everyone White brown and black The hatred and separation.... Na my character and heart is too big for that I love big and forever will That is how I’ve grown Honestly... Love, peace, and respect is all I have ever known One day maybe we will come together One day maybe we will all see Hate has no home between skin color So let your love shine and float free