Racism

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Two feet to walk
To travel the earth
To explore the unknown
Learning of life's worth

Two legs to run
To jump over obstacles
To walk at a steady pace
Or dance whenever possible

Two ears to hear
To take in the noise that surrounds me
Hearing the language of the world
Letting it's sound astound me

Two eyes to see
To witness miracles unfold
To read books and see beauty
Observe the world untold

One nose to smell
To endure all scents around me
The smell of a rainy day
The scents that linger proudly

One heart that feels
Feels that that you use
Sees the road blocks you build
Sees you prepare the noose

What race am I?
Where am I from?
My race is human
I'm from my mothers womb

What is so hard
So complicated and dreadful
That each humans the same
But different and beautiful

Your worth is not based
On your skin and complexion
Every thing on this earth
Was made to perfection.

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