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.
