What's Wrong?

 

Is there an end to discrimination?

Trying to say words without being judged

Without people showing some frustration,

Or trouble for not being caucasian.

 

Minorities no longer feeling left out,

Now feeling safe when walking around town.

Having a safe feeling with no more doubt,

Never leaving someone because of race.

 

But we should all have hope to end this feud.

Nobody shall feel left out anymore

And no longer shall they be nameless dude.

And life can’t  longer be seen as a chore.

 

It shall end before we die and last here.

Now we will love everyone here so dear.

 

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