Through Their Colored Eyes I Am Not Human-
"Blue eyes look upon my brown skin they fathom
they asked a question am I human
Green eyes look upon my brown skin
they ask the question am I human
Gray eyes look upon my brown skin
they asked me over and over again am I human
A silver eye looks upon mine black, my bronze skin
and they are asking me continually am i human
Most of these figures
are your opinion
questions doesn't matter
though God (for He )created All eyes
And the people of my mind
I'm in a class that resigns
Resonating the rainbow
the compulsion of different flavors browns shades of pigmentation
of our skins differ
but yet we all have the same soul
so in reality the flavor of the day is
we all created from almighty God
And in awe all His colors,
His personal rainbows are beautiful"
8/24/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2021
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