Faces Not Races

I grew up in the Old South Africa

During the Apartheid era

So i know what it means to be racist

But all i see is faces

And judge people solely on what
comes out of them

White is no more right

Than black is supposed to be wrong

The only thing worthy of hate

Is those who hate for no other reason

Than stupid is as stupid does

Be that any colour

Sister or Brother
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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