Dark and white exist together
Both know well who is better
Yet one can feel always proud
It is look that spells sound
White does not mean simple peace
Dark does not seem gloom and unease
Both carry same meaning and exist
Lord has blessed both to prevail and greet
Same feeling, same aspirations and will power to fight
Choosing of course between wrong and right
What should be carried on is colorless race
Then you may find happiness on face
We have existed since centuries
Under gone pain and miseries
Our heart, eyes, hairs all black
Why not we prefer while blood and stake?
It is pure madness and senseless thinking
The thought in its inception is stinking
How can we be so choosey about natural color?
We are lovely kids from God and stay as flower
White color may appeal more on some basis
Yet black may protect you from some magic
It is our belief since very beginning
We all prefer dark clouds, black nights and stars shining
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
White color may appeal more on some basis Yet black may protect you from some magic