Is it the color of the skin,
That puts value on an human!s head?
Or the blood beneath dark skins
Less red than any other skin color?
Like a royal rubber stamp,
Color has branded us permanently.
Labeling us the ‘backward’ race;
Greed for money and power,
Burns the human soul black
Making one see money
Over another human soul.
I repudiate these chains,
That enslaves my brother,
That degrades humanity,
A barbaric act in times of enlightenment.
I Reject them!