To be black, white or yellow
To have straight, curly or blond hair:
No Man chose
But to hate and kill 'cos of race
Every man as a choice.
Diversity is a gift
Intended not for rift
Let's celebrate what we cannot make or unmake.
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I so respected your poem and feelings. No to racist. Stay away from racist. No man is perfect, we are all made as one there should be no imbalance of society. We are all the same, blond or black. Black skin or white skin, or red skin.