Skin Color

Skin Color by Cyrus Mooney

White, a bright colorless image that is never-ending. A void that people get lost in easily from being overwhelmed by its vastness. It’s one of the many skins.

Pink, flesh, raw and real. Easy to peal, as the sun makes people shed the easy life they live into a consistently painful one. It’s one of the many skins.

Pale, or what people see as off-white. The humanized, in-perfected tone. One half of the war for peace and love fought with red. It’s one of the many skins.

Fair, the grey area, the realm read between the lines. Caught in the crossfire. Convicted and accused. The color living in secrecy. It’s one of the many skins.

Tan, an organic badge of labor, landscaping, cooking, doing anything and everything to survive this thing called life. It’s one of the many skins.

Brown, it’s a signal to fire, a sign to arrest. A life that should always be free, a life that should grow, but it can’t in this world. It’s one of the many skins.

Black, a dark colorless image that is never-ending. A void that people get lost in easily from being overwhelmed by its vastness. It’s one of the many skins.

Everyone has difficulties and challenges. Some are more serious than others.

As people, we can’t help looking at life’s negativity. It’s one of the many skins.

We aren’t the only ones living in this universe either. Our different colors aren’t borders, they’re bridges for the human race. It’s one of the many skins.

So instead of focusing on the colors that separate us as humans, look for love.

Cyrus Mooney says that this war will end in love. It’s one of the many skins.