Prejudice is a pernicious virus,
the sinister germ of a hideous disease.
It mushroomed from an old papyrus
and spread around the world with ease.
Now bigotry corrupts the mind,
it poisons the soul, perverts the spirit.
Alas, good medicine is not easy to find,
no painless cure for the malady to quit.
You cannot stamp out prejudice by logic.
You cannot eradicate racism by reason.
Intolerance defies wisdom and is allergic
to critical thinking in every season.
Stilll we must persist and cherish a hope
in educating youth, so new generations
will fare fairer and have a purer scope,
untainted by bigoted misconceptions.
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