Hue-man

I was hated before I was born. I knew scorn before the sun kissed my skin. Am I a sin? Even as a child I could see This world was not made for me. Its like they can only see in white and black Like a wolf pack. When right in front of them is a rainbow of hues. I sit in the pews and pray to God above Where is the love? Why can't they see the colors on the wheel? How can hearts heal with all these fears? I want to stop the tears. Black, white Yellow, red Brown, pink We are Human. Hue-man.