Why do you give me a hard look from your face?
that you don’t like what you see?
that I’m from a different race?
Why can’t we see eye to eye?
why do I disgust you,
like you don’t want to be near me
would you please tell me?
tell me why you hate me?
Do you hate me because of the color of my skin?
like I’m a disease?
you don’t think I have desires?
that I have needs?
We aren’t from the same race,
but by soul,
we live in the same world.
You may think I’m nothing,
just push me into the mud,
knowing we both have the same colored blood.
You can’t judge me by my appearance,
or by my race,
or even the colour on my face.
Say what you want to say,
you can’t judge me,
for I didn’t choose to exist in the first place.