racism

When racism strikes
It strikes harder than the wind the ocean combined
the haters are the people the feel bad about themselves
taking it out on others
if we all loved our selves
the nation would not be as divided
but united as a whole for the better of the people
not just in this city but across the world
For why does the color of your skin
Or the language that you speak matter
We are all the same a one thing
Being human
Just like forms of art
Every human is different unique
Human ignorance has left us turning on our brothers and sisters
Being simple minded and not thinking about others
It is inter greed
So the next time you happen to see a different form of art
Do not judge but admire the people as one