Treasure Island

Roxanne Dubarry

(October 4,1954 / Seattle, Washington)

Paint A Picture


Paint a picture of the World,
Little boys and girls,
of how the World will be someday,
Never more to be afraid.

Paint a picture of kindness,
Filled with racial color blindness.
Someday's earth's picture will be
a better world for all of you and me.

Submitted: Sunday, May 05, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, May 07, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written as an introduction to a column in the former
'Serentiy Times' magazine of Serenity Club 2007 affialated with Compass Health, a mental health facility located where I live: Everett, Washington.

What did I mean by the phrase, 'Filled with racial color blindness? '
I did not mean that we would be unable to tell each other apart.
I was addressing the problem in today's contemporary society concerning racism.

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