Life, Love, and the Pursuit of Happiness
White men rode on white horses,
For they feared the dark steeds,
They fought for superiority,
Instead of the acceptance this
world so dearly needs.
White or black its all the same,
On the inside we all feel pain,
Created equally by god,
And together we stand,
We all live together and call
this our land.
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