May 20, 2024
Poem: Colour Prejudice
What I reckon
is that we are all equal despite what somesay.
What i reckon
is there is no such thing as supremacy.
What's significant
is the soul and not the hue of skin,
it's the morals and beliefs
not the contrast in appearance.
We all differ, it doesn't matter,
in religion caste and colour.
If everyone was the same
wouldn't the world seem too monotonous and bland?
Has one ever thought
of this unjust prejudice,
this groundless biasness in the world
and how to do away with it.
