One in the Same
We are humans
black, white, arabian, indian, asian
We bleed the same blood
yet we all are against
one another
Our pain is our pain
our blood is ours
we separate each other
yet we're all one in the same
Made from the same hands
breed from the same blood
but their skin makes us
different from me and you
Judged because of
ones fault in our culture
so that makes us terrorists ,
theives, thugs, killers, and drug dealers
But when will you
see that we are one in the same
Yet we dehumanize,
judge and shun one another
because of our backgrounds
When will we realize
that we're all the same
that you are like me and
I you
We judge one based on
their skin color and
their ethnicity and
we call it racism
But what will we call it
once we look pass the labels
and colors?
What will we call
it once we stop judging and killing
because of ones fault in
our community?
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