MY RACE

I'm the image of my heart.

Where Candy's or kola is produced.

You are your mind,

What's tells you to move or pause.

 My colour?

They don't refine or define me

Black or white

Pink or green

Yellow or blue

This are colours that reflect the physical,

Like clouds covering the sky

They hide the real me but never me.

So to the black skin,

Don't tone your skin to be white

 Tone your character which is the real you,

 habits that has held you captive

With chains of pain dripping down your eye.

Tone your mouth to speak only the truth,

Lying lips get rotten.

Be proud of your colour,

And hey!I'm black doesn't mean my heart is coated with evil.

My colour can change, my heart I can't!

So see through my heart not my colour,

Let love flow through us,release the burden in your heart.

Stop hating me,

Accept me,for my root is golden

Scares like blue diamond,

I'm worth more than rubbies,so don't sentence me..

Black or white?

I'm who I build my self to become..

And if you think I'm ulgy,look deeper..

Like air I can't stop existing,

I'm as important as every creature..

Lovable like the birds, beautiful as the lilies..

I'm happier,

For now I'm proud of my colour....

PoetRuth

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