White
What does that mean?
What shade is that exactly?
From all the colors red to green.
White
My skin is pink, my blood is red
My skin is the tapestry of life
Scars and wrinkles from my toes to my head
White
For the lack of melanin, you give me grace.
What reason is that to privilege me?
Because you think we are alike I am embraced.
White
That is the absence of all color and it is void
I am not my skin color, and neither are you
It is not a tactic that I will employ
White
No reason here to parse a phrase
It is the lack of all definition and life
The color of nothing and it shrouds us all in a haze.
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