Poetry of life
Poem Number Eight
Colour blindness
Why
should we
Search for colour?
When it
just happens?
A creation, that is
something
uniquely beautiful
All around us.
It was never
meant to be
Thrust
in front of us
As a ya
rd
st
ic
k
measure
of superiority.
Precious moments happen
because of
the content of
someone’s character
And, personality. And
Not because of
their skin colour.
Author-Searching for an Oasis 8/10/2021 http://www.amazon.com/dp/B09J1FDWNH https://linktr.ee/Edonaldsonellison https://ko-fi.com/ericadonaldsonellison I am a Poet: published in anthologies since 1980-2021; blogger; mental health awareness warrior; Wellness Ambassador; passionate about equality and justice for all. Black ballad contributor;Writer on medium.com; Co production partner Turn2Us Humanity makes us equal View more posts
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