Racial Poem by Quaid-Uz- Zaman

My skin does not believe in color:
white
Or
black or in colors of varying wave length;
tricks of melanin cannot hide the essence of humanity: hues are genuine trickers.
A chlorophyll is no pigment
without light.
A light glowing through all the pores is universal.
all the creatures living or nonliving-
sponges,
pelagic,
or shallow and deep sea creatures
the benthos, corals
known and unknown carry the colors
but with the illusion of receptors diverged.
All the magic turns into black
in absence of light.
And humanity the boldness flows through the veins
boldly.