I often shake with anger <br />As I read up on how <br /> <br />People are so blind <br />When it comes to each others race <br /> <br />Why must there be so much hate <br />Over the colour of ones skin <br /> <br />Why must people rant and rage <br />About the culture you belong too <br /> <br />Why is it a sin to be who you are? <br />Why must we all be persecuted? <br />For being just you <br /> <br />It boggles the mind <br />That still lives and breaths <br />In this day and age <br /> <br />I am indeed very luck <br />To live were I live <br /> <br />I have never seen the KKK <br />I have never been apart of a apartheid <br /> <br />I have never shed a tear over the anger <br />Of losing one simply because of the colour our skin <br /> <br />It's all a mystifying unthinkable part of humanity <br />That always baffles me <br /> <br />Or even say I am proud to be human <br />When I see so much hate for just being you <br /> <br />Why is this so <br />Why does this live and breathe in this world <br />We like to call our home <br /> <br />Can't we all just be colour blind <br />And be thankful for what we have <br /> <br />Can't we all just be human and say <br />I love you my friend <br />One often dreams…I can dream cant I?<br /><br />Kaila George<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/colour-blind-11/
