Prujudice
I perceive in another
A true soul brother
As Mirror on the shelf
Reflecting true self;
If someone I despise
I fail in my surmise
What mirrors reflect
I must openly respect.
Any maxim is cheap-
Beauty is skin deep!
Not periphery or hide,
True brother is inside.
Tribute to one flower
Is insult to the Grower,
Embellishing dolour
BY myriad of a colour.
Would I then to judge
By colour of smudge-
Or to balance on scales
The tint of his scales?!
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