Is she black or is she white? It is your mind’s creation
It’s not about the color wheel
Color is a pigment of your imagination
Does color show us good or bad or just allow proliferation?
Hero, villain, cowboy hats. Is it real, what’s on that movie reel?
Is his hat black or is his white? It’s in your mind’s creation
It’s not the shades which are to blame. You’ll find no exoneration
While people use it to excuse a power structure. Here’s the deal
Color is a pigment of your imagination
How easy to let hue decide generation after generation
While others live terrified. Easier to decide it must be real
Are they black or are they white? It is your mind’s creation
My mother’s skin is black. My father’s white. It’s not just pigmentation
How do I pass within your sight? We all must think, we all must feel
Color is a pigment of our imaginations
Will I live to see the real end of segregation?
When this color war can heal and there’s no prejudice to conceal
Color is a pigment of our imaginations
Color is a pigment of our imaginations
About the Creator
Alex Slusher
I am a visual artist as well as a writer. Being around creativity of any kind brings out the best in me and takes me where i could not go alone.
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