Thursday, December 31, 2015

Skin

   Skin



Do you see only skin?
Have you no care
For what lies within?
Paler, darker, crimson, black,
Who would cherish me
If I simply hated back?
Time did not make,
The rules to follow,
Where your actions are all hollow.
Nor did Earth abandon me,
Because some fools
Chose not love to see.
Space is always empty
Full of spirits lost to reason,
Skin be changing with a season.




Clothes may hide some
Of the ridiculous prejudice,
That you’ve now become.
But it won’t hide,
The hatefulness you are
That love will not abide.
Who gave you advantage,
For your pearly white skin,
Who decided black is sin?
Skin is not of me,
Nor is it you as well,
Cannot your bitterness go free?
Love believed in something more,
So can you not,
Show your hate the door?