Under the Skin
--In a world of color,
what's in their names,
in a spectrum of diversity,
when underneath is the same,
there is nothing to discover,,
--Race is all of one,
humanity to blinded to see,
because everything is too superficial,
being blinded, you're not free,
believing humanity to far gone,,
--Can you tell without skin?,-
knowing we're built the same,
illusions tougher than your reality,
the racist groupthinker so lame,
lowest form of collectivist stain,,
--Who are you to say,
that skin color is paramount?,-
you're oppressed, or the oppressor,
baiting skin color to amount,
fermenting chaos that's on display,,
--The blind, leading the blinded,
where objective truths never seen,
the hatred that's so cold,
among the darkness in between,
heart's darkest shadows so divided,,
--Hope, the sliver of light,
breaking through humanities inferior molds,
the objective binding reason,
that we all must hold,
that we're one of might!
Copyright © S.K. Y. | Year Posted 2020
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