Racism is a pandemic disease of the soul
When, O man, will we be whole?
When we love to love and hate to hate
When we walk with God to a better state
When colour is not caste as high or low
When you-are-my-brother is the Truth we know
When dusty men find God's golden way
When divine glory overlays vessels of clay
Someday...
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Brotherhood keeps humanity as share love. Racism comes up as a disease is so sad. This is thought provoking poem wisely penned.10