Equal In the Night

By day, it is easy
To see any sort of colour
To assign each race
A value and a favour.

Fair ones they say
Are entitled and the best.
So those who are dark—
Are they worse than the rest?

And we brown-skinned Asians
Are we misfits and setbacks?
And what of pale-haired ones,
In smarts do they lack?

But wait for the sun to set,
And for the moon to rise—
As the Day Star goes to sleep,
Go, open your eyes.

In the hush of twilight,
At the mercy of the beasts,
All are human at heart
And brothers at the least.

Day time, however warm,
Has favoured some to shine bright.
But to the end of existence,
We are equal in the night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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