End Racism

Don't hate the color of skin Hate what comes from within Where do we begin When will it end Your children could be mine And mine yours I would love and protect them I trust you would too I would break bread with you I pray you would too Someday we will meet in Heaven Why should we die to do so Lend me your hand Look me in the eye And know that I love you Stand beside me Help me to be your friend Your brother Sons of our mothers Just as our Father Meant us to be