Shades
When I'm stood before you,
I don't see black or white.
Black is just a shade you know,
Likewise so is white.
Why should it really matter,
The shade,or colour of our skin,
When all that really matters,
In our hearts what lies within.
19/10/2021
Copyright © Simon Hamill | Year Posted 2021
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