Wise Men Dream

Why won’t it change color? I try so hard To scrub off the darkness That will never go away It brings so much trouble and shame They stare at “it” Define me through “it” But I am more than that More than a color Sometimes I wish it would go away But then the sun shines on it Warming it Reassuring me someday A dream from a wise man Will change it all one day A dream what will mix white, black, and brown Into equal people with feelings And colors will not define us I know that man will come someday To save us all with his dream