I Am Human First
Rich, poor, Black, or White.
does it matter if you can't see me at night?
I Am Human First.
Short hair, Long hair, Braids, or weave
I'll wear my hair just as I please.
Afro, perm, curls or bald.
It's my hair, I'll make the call.
I may not walk exactly like you.
Don't stare at me, I need love too
I Am Hunam First.
I will bleed if I am cut.
If I fall, it may hurt.
I laugh. I cry.
I can be happy or sad.
And if you hurt my feelings,
I can also get mad!
Does it matter how I look,
wear my hair,
or the color of my skin?
No, what matters most is what's within.
I. Am. Human. First.
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