Treasure Island

Kaila George

(20 October 1962 / New Zealand)

We All Bleed The Same Colour Blood....Dont We?


If you cut me with a knife
I bleed red blood don’t you?
So tell me something then
What colour is the blood
Under the colour of your skin
I fight for what I believe
Yet all races and creeds cry out…
All I feel is hate
All I see is profanity
All I see is violence
All I know is pain
All I know is anger
Poverty teaches us to endure
Ridicule teaches us to fight
And people say
Ignorance is bless
Odd isn’t it
No matter what colour skin you are
We all bleed the same colour blood
People judge you on your appearance
Or how you speak
Or just the way you are
We all may have our differences
In our cultures, in our Backgrounds
But under the colour of our skin
We all bleed and breathe the same
And if that’s the case…
Why are there so many BLOODY WARS? ? ?

Submitted: Tuesday, August 06, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 06, 2013

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