One day will begin when people start to search within & see the person that's standing before them & not the colour of there skin...
White, black or brown are nothing more than pink, purple or blue...
Pull away our skin & we're exactly the same colour's underneath blood red, with white bones...
Everybody's skeleton is exactly the same...
In colour & shape...
That's what people should appreciate, not hate...
Maybe god should have designed us this way then no body would be able to complain, Start trouble or go to war over skin tone...
Not that they should anyway...
One day can begin when people see people, not the colour of there skin...
That's a world I'd like to live in...
- Author: JaimeLeigh m=Mead (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 17th, 2021 23:43
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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