Wise Men Dream


United States
33° 27' 57.7476" N, 112° 0' 42.7212" W

Why won’t it change color?
I try so hard
To scrub off the darkness
That will never go away
It brings so much trouble and shame
They stare at “it”
Define me through “it”
But I am more than that
More than a color
Sometimes I wish it would go away
But then the sun shines on it
Warming it
Reassuring me someday
A dream from a wise man
Will change it all one day
A dream what will mix white, black, and brown
Into equal people with feelings
And colors will not define us
I know that man will come someday
To save us all with his dream

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