What colour is my skin Momma?
Your skin is black my child.
Why is it black Momma?
To protect you from the sun my child.
Is everyone like me Momma?
On the inside, we are all the same.
Who is my neighbour Momma?
Your neighbour is all Mankind.
Are they hungry too?
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Author:
Maria Lees (
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Comments3
Sad and tugs at the heart.
WOW! What a write. Such a sad write in so few words. This will have to go into my favourites.
This is like a punch in the heart!
wonder work.
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