Philip St. Cyr
Prejudice - Poem by Philip St. Cyr
If there was a way
to combine every ethnicity into one mixed race
there would still be prejudice
With no racism left in the world,
human beings would simply continue with other types of prejudice
They would simply hate people for being too short or too tall...
too tan or too pale, too skinny or too fat, too rich or too poor
Prejudice exists because people cannot learn to coexist
Most people hold each other to certain standards
that even they themselves at times don't even meet
What is that makes one person better than another?
The answer is nothing
We have both good and evil inside of us
and who we are is reflection of which one we feed
So the world could never be different,
unless people were to have different mind frames
Then everyone would begin to finally realize that…
Humanity all originated from the same place,
from the same ancestors, from the same race...
The human race… and we would all live on one accord.
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