We are born in the same way,
Then why this disparity?
Race, sex, caste - stop such melee,
Spread love, peace and charity,
I have red blood, so do you,
Then aren't we equal, brother?
Give respect where it is due,
Let us honour each other,
I'm human with the same needs
like you, friend. Think about it,
Race discrimination leads
to unnecessary split,
What if there was a divide,
Based on the colour of eyes?
An idea sure cockeyed,
It wouldn't be considered wise
What 'bout the colour of hair?
Dark-haired people, if deemed great,
Do you think it would be fair
to light-haired to bear that hate?
Then why does hued skin matter?
We are the same before God,
These man-made walls must shatter
in truth, not just on record,
Let's not stoop to violence,
Stifling cries of "I can't breathe",
Such voices none can silence,
Their blood from the ground will seethe,
There comes a day of judgement,
When we'll stand before God's throne,
All nod their acknowledgement,
That it'll be 'no divide zone'.
07.04.2021
For Unseeking seeker's "The way we look" contest
Categories:
light haired, discrimination, race,
Form: Rhyme
Under my feet is a piped river. It’s narrowed.
A blue-eyed diva is alone in her splendour.
I'm reading Jim's “…breathed with my marrow…”
the light-haired maiden confused by the candour.
We are, both creatures, being dazed by the fair.
Howling iron streams of cars are passing by us.
Their troublous horns can disturb the air.
I keep on talking to her to come over the bias.
Anyway, we cannot find any flows of the water.
Stars are shining on the opposite side of the earth.
And, as out of spite, clouds are put off by the vault.
Is there any place where we could slake our thirst?
Either the girl's next to me or it’s Satan himself.
Sultry, poisoned streets are driving me mad,
my dry throat's being tormented by gist itself.
With my marrow I'm fated to slake till the end.
Categories:
light haired, confusionme,
Form: Rhyme