Treasure Island

Jen Eva


To those who fear color


Yes? Can I help you? What you looking at?
Is there something on my shirt?
What you scowling at?
Can't be the color of my skin?
Thought we're way through with that.
It's the 21st century honey,
Let's drop the tit for tat.
We're all just people,
Difference is overrated.
What's the use in your hatred?
Stop frowning, your wrinkles speak energy wasted.
Don't take side with Satan.
Can't you see the beauty in the diversity fated?
Color is culture translated.
It's creation of greatness.
Together as one, no one's graded.
In a never ending circle somehow we're related.
Be persuaded in God we're all celebrated.

Submitted: Monday, December 02, 2013

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