Come with me a potpourri of races
To the garden nature bestows
And let us give the earth its fragrance
It shouldn't be so that we stretch out our arms
And we term black or white or brown or yellow
Our inner content is far more to consider
Than the garment upon our skins
Or the melanin that's buried underneath.
You've seen the superficial difference
But I'm yet to know the colour
Of the soul
Still the intellect bears no black or white
Brown or yellow
A potpourri of races
Come let's do mind games
And give fragrance to the earth
Mitigate what keeps down the lowly
And uplift the world.
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