We all bleed the same color
All of us are human beings
Color is irrelevant what matters is the heart,
How could you hate a person you don't know?
Embrace them as if they were your family
Put yourself in their shoes for a day
Imagine how they feel being hated,
Just because their skin is a different color
Society has labeled them as a statistic
When they come around people mumble
Actions that were committed by others
They should not have to answer for,
Innocent until proven guilty they say
As a innocent man is convicted and why?
Just because he was Black, just because he was Mexican
Just because they aren't exactly like you
You say they are guilty knowing their soul bleeds innocence.
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Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
