Colors Poem by Smoky Hoss

Colors

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There was a black man
There was a blue man
They hated each other
For the color of the skin
They both believed the other
To be the offspring of some great sin...
One dark day
They got into a helluva fight
Each believing to be in the right
They beat upon each other
Through and through
They beat each other black and blue,
Until finally
They both did come to see
How much alike
They'd come to be.
Now there is a black man
There is a blue man
Together they stand
Once divided by the color of the skin
Never more shall they
Be blinded that way again...
Black or white
Yellow or red
The color of the skin
Is truly all inside the head,
And the colors in the head
Come out in the words
That are said,
And the words
That are said
Can leave the heart so alive,
Or, utterly dead.
It's a choice to make:
Either for the image of the soul
Or, for the color of the skins sake;
The darkness of night
Or, the beauty from
The colors of the
Light.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Casey 07 June 2012

Well, you know I'm a fan, This poem shows the mind set you have and I am honored to read your work

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Karmen Timane 23 April 2011

very beautiful poem! i love the choice of words.xx

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Constance K Yost 19 January 2011

Wonderful words of love...I do so agree with this poem! Constance

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