The human mouth, it is made to speak,
But the words spoken, are truly too weak.
For equality is preached from gender to race,
But judgment is passed on the colour of face.
The revulsion in the eyes, of those that see colour,
Take away our luster and we become much duller.
But see it’s the human ear, that hears and listens,
And that’s why our tears will always glisten.
And it’s the human heart that was made to feel,
And that’s why we will always be made to kneel.
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