Color
Whether you’re black, white, red or tan
We come from the same place
Our heart is the same
We share the same world
We may look different, but we are still the same.
Color? Is this the issue?
Well, it shouldn’t be
Blacks fought for their freedom, some died for it
So why our world is still stuck on Color?
I don’t know, but I do know
We should open our heart
Let the words of Martin Luther King, Dr. W.E.B. Dubois, Frederick Douglas,
And so many others that came before us
Ring in our hearts, ready to burst out at any racism
Let the people of our nation know that
We won’t just stand around anymore and let people of society tell us what racism is
Because all they want us to believe is that it’s color?
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