Where do I stand?

Fri, 11/09/2018 - 23:46 -- aflo97

The world's gone color blind, no one is seeing eye to eye, and only few have vivid visions that I'm sure they have denied.

All to fit in with a picture others think of as normalized.

This battle of the races, I can't seem to comprehend.

Split in black and white, I sometimes feel like a bland grey fixture, curious about how I'm perceived, yet fearful of a sorry ass depiction... Of why I'm not dark enough for this, nor light enough for that.

Reality is none of us are truly alike, and our range of shades is incremental.

The things we have in common are however our experiences, you could take for example how we have received and handled others racism opinion.

I mean, just imagine how like an audience in a dimly lit concert, we could put our differences and selfish mannerisms as well as our pride aside, conjoin together, make the earth a better place to reside.



This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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