Why Does the Colour of One's Skin Matter
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Black is a colour
Its not who I am
White is a colour
Its not who you are
I am, who I am
You are, who you are
I see a person
Who do you see
I have two eyes
Two ears, a nose and a mouth so do you
When we bleed the rivers pour red
When we hurt our hearts go cold
When we are angry we all yell
When we are happy we rejoice
When we give birth we are overwhelm
Your children are like my children
Why is the colour of our skin so important.
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