don't
Don't look at my skin color,
Don't look at me that way.
Don't assume I am different,
Don't turn and walk away.
I wish you wouldn't judge me
By the color of my skin
I wish our skin was opaque
To see each other from within.
Take the time to know me
I have values just like you
I have dreams and aspirations
Full of love and passion too.
See me as an equal,
Don't convict me for my race
We just had different starting lines
But we're heading to the same place.
Don't hate me, get to know me
Be color blind for a day
Don't hurt me or my children,
Don't turn and walk away.
Accept me for my person
Have empathy for my strife
Accept my hand in friendship
We can have a better life.
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