SKIN
Same sun , same sky
You and I are like the yin and yang
We should fit well perfectly
Yet you and i revolve in two different worlds
You were moulded in a womb , so am I
The blood in your veins is red , so is mine
We are built with the same singular particles
Down right to the core of our being
Dear human
We walk this same earth
We began this journey with the first breath
Our final moments end with the last breath
Yet why do you walk with prejudice and privileges
And why is mine trampled down
When did your skin colour
started defining who you are
Was it your ego and insecurities
Taught you to upsell
Yourself with that fair skin and blue eyes
Well dear man , it doesn't matter anymore
Coz you have travelled to the ends of your privilege
You no longer can hide under your skin color or
Your privilege
The world will jude you for your ways and your being
And your downfall is not far behind
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