The color of one’s skin: brown, tan, light or dark
What does it say to the world?
It should say nothing
But in the real world
That’s the exact opposite.
Fabricating imaginary building blocks
That if you’re lighter
Then everything is going to be brighter.
Leading to self-loving vanity while staring in the vanity,
Filling one’s head with more hot air bigger than Kanye West’s ego.
But isn’t it ignorant to stereotype?
They say ignorance is bliss
Then we all must be blissfully ignorant
Fighting an imaginary battle
Rather than fighting a common enemy
We would rather invest in pigment against pigment.
Which will ultimately lead to our decimation
Rather than focusing on the unity of the community
One can only imagine the fluidity of such a human unity.
Like the human genome there is a code to life
Eating, breathing, procreating, and dying.
Focusing on more commonalities
Can lead to a unionizing of all nationalities,
Easier said than done and that’s understood
But like a baby fawn it takes a lot of missteps before one actually makes it first step.
We all live to die,
Or are dying to live
Bullets will pierce the flesh
Words will pierce the mind
If they were both to take a bullet
One hue or another
We both die, does that leave any clue
That this color thing is past due?
When Picasso painted some of his best pieces there was no discrimination of hues
He dipped and dabbed in all colors to paint a vivid picture!
Rather than oppress
Why don’t we lend a hand to new success?
So much brain power is wasted on loathing others that are different
Which could be used for appreciating
A beautiful creature known as mankind.
Exactly as the word states there is only one kind
On this planet we’re literally one of a kind,
That plays an integral role for the planet
But like the discovery of the atom
We are just a piece to the overall picture
So who stands in our way?
One wouldn’t think that people are their own enemy,
Because that sounds like a moronic statement
A moronic statement that bares all,
Like a babies bottom lies the naked truth
That’s been patched up like a ripped pair of corduroys.
With fake smiles and deceitful handshakes
More beguiling than a debate about life after death,
Promoting the love of one another
While plotting and planning the next move
To assassinate the mere thought of accepting the unification
Of the multicultural planet in which we call home.
That’s because of the little devil
Something that humans have trouble accepting, fear of the unknown,
The fear of what the world would be like if race didn’t divide us.
Instead it will do the exact opposite and build us stronger than ever.
Like a roaring locomotive, it takes different parts to make it a whole
And once there all working together, one can truly enjoy the ride.
We can’t let fear consume the mind
It will leave us in the dark
Left with just nothing but us and father time
And father time waits for no one.
As soon as we accept life we accept death
So lets’ die as one
As brothers and sisters as a whole!
Just lend me your hands and we can take a leap of faith
Into the darkness to find the light
With that one leap it will give
Power to the people
Not to be mistaken as a bogus campaign slogan
But the actuality of a reality that comes without any kind of salary.