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1862


According to history, slavery ended in 1862 and yet, one hundred years later, it still was not through Everywhere you looked people were fighting the world was full of hatred and slighting Honestly, I don't understand how it started How could people be so cold hearted? People often say 'Don't judge a book by its cover' yet we forgot how to be lovers The color of someone's skin does not determine their worth It is better to judge on someone's personality, not color at birth Humans were never meant to rule over each other No, we were meant to accept each and every one as our brother.
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