Blackout Poem by Florida Angel
Blackout
What color is your skin, asks a man to the other
What size is your pen, asks the other
How much of a brain do you still have left?
One Alone, Competing against Others,
Eagerness to Prove the Best to Be.
Still, if is there any sense left to make,
Yes, we make Mistakes as Human Beings,
Still the Earth is Ours and for that in Peace we should Be.
So many wonderful things around the World...
So great to be able to communicate freely...
Why can't we just hold hands and walk together?
Wow! Great work. The title obviously attracted my attention. Thank for your comment on mine and yes I think that's a great idea! Smiling at you, Tai in dis guise with Aciiiiiiiid Test
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 11:00:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Blackout as Tai says is an attraction but I prefer whitewash for the piece... lovely.. glad I have finally got round to 'soaking up' your work...