You might wonder why i write about the skin colour issue and the language issue. Well like i mentioned that my partner is from India, we talk a lot about how we Indians discriminate against each other. My partner is amazing and he is not that type, but he says that there a lot of Indian do these things.
Colours
It creates brightness, happiness and brings things into sight.
Then why? Why do we see skin so differently? And not treat us right?
Am I meant to be a lighter shade to be nicer,
A lighter shade to be attractive,
A lighter shade to achieve something,
A lighter shade to love.
Why am I so different?
I pretend it doesn't hurt,
That you compare me to dirt.
You worry if my kids will be of a different 'colour',
Not if they will be a doctor, teacher or a physco killer.
Beauty is skin deep.
That has no value now
As you have taken it and turned it around,
The things you say make me wana judge you.
Your finger points at me like I'm an outcast
Have you forgotten the three that are pointing straight at your heart.
Look beyond the front,
See outside the box,
Step inside the soul and realise that we are one,
The same, with skin and bones.
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