Colour Blind Poems - Poems about Colour Blind

I don't see how it matters Should we be brindle, black, or white After all our colour Is governed by our sight So in a world of darkness We would be all the same How can there be a difference Our eyesight is to blame So how about we take a look See what goes on inside So judge people by their character And use no...

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Roses are red violets are blue. What kind of idiot should I call you. Are you colour blind? why can't you see, Violets are red, Roses are blue, DUMMY...

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Isn't it funny that we think in colour but, When it's racial we ’don’t see colour’ and, When it suits you, you ’don’t see colour’ but, When we need a job you can see colour? It's very funny that this world is colourful. What would happen if we all were colour-blind? No more barriers, no more coloured mind? I...

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Isn't it funny that we think in colour but, When it's racial we ’don’t see colour’ and, When it suits you, you ’don’t see colour’ but, When we need a job you can see colour? It's very funny that this world is colourful. What would happen if we all were colour-blind? No more barriers, no more coloured mind? I...

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Black white or in-between We're all part of this great big scene Kids are unbiased Unaware what's ahead Early years dictate what's routine...

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white flag surrender exposed blood dried on fabric of time – bleached conscience retrieved 04th February 2020 four lines taken from poem peace Arbitrium Divisa contest 7 Sponsored by Gregory R. Barden...

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You're different from me You're black Fancy that You're different from me You're white That's alright It's alright if you're white Fancy that If you're black You're no different from me Both coloured Can't you see...

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- Colour Blind - Aha! The lad has achromatopsua. It's incurable and hereditary. Then my mother fainted. Since there was no cure for this dreaded disease, will they put me up for adoption? I wondered if...

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. I found it between freshly cut buttercups and a cerulean sea Splashed upon a canvas of a painter' s fantasy . I am colour blind , yet since I was a child I could feel, I could taste, I could hear I could smell ,all that I couldn't see . And its green. It...

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In this world there is right and wrong, you can see it for real or in words of a song. Some people can only see just black and white, it's like tunnel vision they'll always be right. At the end of that tunnel where it's always night, they can't see that rainbow born of the...

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A blot they want to wash, detergents do not work Ineffectual, institutional and cover ups a stir Excuses abound, squirming hierarchy found "Its just a darkie, why so narky" The corridors would sound It still goes on, gone several years Distrustful patronising leaders A scurge we hope that does not surge To Nazi ways and olden days Where races they would...

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Black, White, Asian, we are all created equal. Souls are becoming blinded by hatred and overwhelming deceit. But God remains colour blind. We drown in an ocean of his golden words that reflect truth and trust; truth and trust that can cure these poor souls that are poisoned by a decayed reality of lost faith; it remains spinning in a whirlpool of broken lies and hidden faces....

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A melange of colour- without seeing red Ekphrasis Woman in a Japanese Robe by Matisse...

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