Would You Still Say Hello

May I ask you something ? Something that has been bothering me much lately , Something rather daunting . Could we be friends if I were poor ? Could we be friends if I were not one of your own ? Could we laugh at our joys and happiness together ? Would you be here at my darkest moments? Could you have seen past my colour and still said hello ? My colour does not define me , Nor my looks tell you nothing of me, My race and my beliefs are what I’m made of , Without my beliefs , where do I stand ? All I ask of you is to treat me equal as to one of your own , If this little favour I ask of you may seem like a vex, Or may even put you in a predicament state , Then I ask of you to look back at yourself , At your love ones, Being judged on her colour , On her looks and on her faith . Now , Would you still say hello?