Colors Poem by Timmy Curran

Colors



Blindfolded and brave,
the streets can be full
of love, paranoia and hate
A Muslim man, lets his
God decide his fate
Asking for hugs, giving love
and repressing all hate
White, black, yellow, brown
The colors of all, who
will not let him down
There´s hate in the world,
but there´s love there too
If you look deep enough
It might even be in you

Wednesday, November 18, 2015
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