Eyes Always Extended
Something old, and something new
Something borrowed, and something blue
Borrow the sky
Whose clouds are like little marshmellows
The ones you put in your hot chocolate
As the sun sets, the marshmellows melt into a warm horizon
Impossible to taste
Our arms are only 2 feet long
When the sun betrays us
We are prejudice
Racism strikes into our hearts
"Don't go out there"
"It's dark outside"
Discrimination is blinding, not the darkness
Crickets and creatures
Perfect the Music of the Night
Such an Anthem
A free concert
The only enterance fee is acceptance
None of us attend
Our biases last a few hours
The black clouds transform
We accept all colors here
The sky cotton blushes a pink
Chokes on purple
And sweats out orange
Until the white sheets return
Unstained from the previous hours
We rise again
Extending our never-reaching arms
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