The Power of Perception

*sirens going off*  
So I surrender, I raise this white flag 
Because I do have a right to be black 
I put my hands in the air to be free 
But can I truly be free if its only color that you see 
Beyond these chocolate women and men
are souls that you should recognize again
Do not be afraid of the greatness 
our ancestors engraved in our vains 
Our blood is rich and pure 
You cannot break us 
We shall prosper from this oppression 
For we were and always will be decendents from kings and queens 
We are all people 

All kinds

All beautiful

All mixed 

This is the right time for all of us to shine 

So be kind and be genuine stop being so blind.


This poem is about: 
Our world
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