In a World

Black and white are as opposite as the sun and the moon.
People can be so thick skulked, like stuck in a cocoon.
Even if the colors are on the opposite sides of the color wheel.
But judgment is what all people can feel.
Fair, olive, black, white, or tan.
Racial discrimination is something we can ban.
If the colors can blend as well as paint,
We can paint a bright picture.
No more judging, we would all be saints.
We wouldn't be having this lecture.
Why does skin color matter?
What is the harm?
Who does it flatter?
Wake up people this is an alarm.
Enjoy the hues.
Judgment is just one huge bruise.
Earth is filled.
A better world we can build.

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