Ties a rope around his neck
Pulls it tight up to a pole
He thought he could see
Between friend and foe
He already sees a light
Then they pull the lever
He doesn't hit the ground
In the after-life forever
All just for being
Just a different color
When it shouldn't even matter
Because we are all brothers
Black is black
White is white
If you can't accept it
Get on the next flight
Doesn't matter what you are
Black, Red, White, Blue
Accept each other
And God will accept you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is so true if only people can understand and realize everyone is the same tall short fat skinny 'ugly' 'pretty' everyone is the same no matter what and its not the outside that matters but the inside great job :) you can go far with your writeing