World Full Of Colors - Poem by Bobbie Teague
The world is full of colors, all kinds beneath the sun.
The colors make us beautiful, but it's love that make us one.
There are colors, black, red, white, and brown,
That make our different complexions.
Wouldn't it really be joy renown, if we could solve this color rejection?
Just because I'm not your color type,
Is that any reason for not treating me right?
And if you were only for awhile mine, maybe then you
Could see through this color blind.
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