Make Me Understand

How is it right That the skin covering our hearts His black, mine white- Can destroy a love Simply by blinding others’ sight? I do not see And never will How it is possible to hate Something that you do not even know, A bond A love That is not yours to feel Hands that are not yours to hold. How do you justify Condemning a relationship- One tested by time Only to still exist despite- All because you do not like How his skin mixes in with mine? I do not understand. And I will not try to see A view that is just utterly Wrong to me. I will not hear any more Ill-conceived ideas- Prejudices- In which I simply do not believe.