Get Your Premium Membership

My Skin

My skin is the way god wanted it to be He did not ask people to judge or mistreat me He thinks of us as sister and brother Not to kill one another This life is not going to last long So we need to encourage one another and stay strong The sad tears we shed Are because our loved ones are dead They should be wonderful tears About the accomplishments over the years The goals we have reached And the dreams we have dreamed Thinking about people surrounding you While the stars brightly gleam Our heavenly father died for us So all we need to do is love and trust Don't talk about my skin color Just love each other Wether were purple, orange, blue, black, or white Were all the same color inside

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 6/16/2016 2:07:00 PM
Kiarah,, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. **SKAT**
Login to Reply

Book: Shattered Sighs