I realized very long ago
That skin is just that -
Those that I've touched
Were all unique,
Yet somehow still akin.
A tender fragile covering,
That comes in many colours.
A thin cosmetic outer film,
That makes us hate our brothers.
Yet underneath we're all the same,
Part of the human race.
But the hue and shade of our membrane,
Can prevent a warm embrace.
If we could see past the presence,
Or lack of melanin.
You'd realize just as I did
That skin is just that -

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