Hidden underneath the surface
buried under the skin,
lays a soul and a purpose
sheltered deep down within.
Who are we to judge
by the color of a skin?
And forever hold a grudge
on a war yet to begin.
Racism is a corruption
that I truly do believe
will be our destruction
leaving but bodies to grieve.
One shall ignore differences
or he's the one to blame,
for all of us are brothers,
and we all bleed the same.
[Thanks Mike for sending this great subject. "Racism."]
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