It Was Never About Color
They smile for a dollar
Turn away from a dime
Have an appointment with the boss
For them, don’t have the time
No gold, no silver
The diamond in the rough
Not worth the time
Be open, be mindful
Smile for them
Them, with the history
Them, who reached
Not for the shade
But for the diamond in their pocket
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