The Colour Of My Skin Poem by Madrason .
The Colour Of My Skin
The colour of my skin, it has no sin! It knows not of race. It's there to nurture us! It's there to protect us against, Coldness and evil intent! We should not fall into disgrace and mark our colours as a difference while it's contents are principally the same. Only misconception uses false disguises! Madrason 15 okt 2014
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
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