Black, brown, white, blue, orange, red are just colors, so let's all love another. We are sisters and brothers from different mothers. Let's not suffer cause we can't see past color. Take your neighbour's hand and pray together to become a shelter.

This poem is about: 
Our world



This poem makes me think about a speaker who is trying to create peace by explaining color is not a reason to hate each other 

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