Red women soul

Despite her last name being Mexican,

They said she was nothing more than a white girl.

But her soul was that of a red woman.

They planted those seeds in a mind so fertile.

She wasn't accepted by either side, white or brown.

Living in a world of black and white.

She was destined to go no where but down.

But she could see every color for every soul type.

It wasn't until she lost everything that she knew,

And felt the pain of the red soul people.

She found beauty in what was true,

No longer resisting that pull.

The color of her skin didn't speak for her,

Instead her soul spoke love without a toll

They didn'trecognize what was no longer a blur.

They finally saw her red woman soul.