Not the first but the last.
Not the good but the bad.
Not the black but the white.
They judge us at their every sight.
No respect, no love, no friendship
between these two colors
because one is black, one is white.
I thought black is the unity of colors,
but they make it look like the odd one out.
Even though we all were created by the same 'GOD'.
The white- superior.
The black- inferior.
You treat us like animals,
but we are still quiet.
We can take no more now.
We are not lower than you- so we wont bow
at your feet
So give us what we're supposed to have .
Give us our rights, freedom.
Our respect, our pride.
NOTE: Guys! I have not written this poem against anyone or any particular country or race. I just wrote it because there is still racism and discrimination some where around the world it might be from my country or somewhere else. So please anyone pls don't take it seriously as an insult or anything like that!
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