My skin is sallow
My blood is red
My stomach turns
at yellow women dead
Stop Asian hate
When you prick us we bleed
It’s not too late
It’s about words and deeds
We say their names
The victims now gone
Grey clouds play games
Threatening rain abound
After the storm there’s a rainbow
A touch of sun in the spectrum
We see through the golden glow
Arches of hues lighten doldrums
I am a dab of paint on a palette
My daughter of color is half white
We voted equality on our ballot
And the blue states showed the light
I’m not afraid of showing my face
To spit on, getting hit, slashed or kissed
We all belong to the human race
When we fight, we’ll cease to exist
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