Racism - Poem by Lenore Lee
To attack one for their nationality,
For their skin colour, their beliefs, their mentality,
Is but the cruelness of petty people,
Who are building an ignorant steeple.
Black, white, yellow or blue,
Their blood runs red, just like you.
So think before you make a fuss,
What's the difference between them and us?
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