Justification
Who am I?
If I say I don't see color, am I a racist?
If I forget your sex, am I an asshole?
If I tell you,
I don't know your name
but I still want to know more about you am I
Denying your identity,
or maybe just searching for the choice parts of you?
Is it okay that your face doesn't matter to me
But your heart does?
Don't judge me before you get to know me,
and I won't label you before I get to see you.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world