Love goes around
Love is blind so they say,
the comments and looks seem to make me disagree
what price does your skin tone pay?
Judged because your Asian, White or Brown,
I thought we were all brother and sister.
They always say "Love goes around"
so if were siblings, why aren't we civil?
God made all of us the same,
so why are we being anything but tame.
We have hate crimes because of a color,
but I thought you were supposed to be my brother.
Love goes around is what they say,
but because I'm not your race you didn't say "hey".
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