A world of colors, yet, some remain blind
To the sea of hate that washes up on land
The waves crash against the rocks- echoing
Poverty
Disease
Starvation
All are in need, but most are ignored
If their skin glistens a different color
If their language cannot be understood
If they are without and smell of the streets
They are pushed aside
Choose to swim against the tide
Against racism
Her skin
His language
Her country
His religion
Do not define them
They stand, like you
Needing love
chilllllsssss.
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