My people are in a race to oblivion!
My kind are in a place of self destruction!
My kin are oblivious to a solution!
My brothers and sisters use race to divide,
The problem is not race-
The problem is space-
The one between the ears of my kin,
And eyes that can’t see pass skin!
This imagined hatred is no mere figment.
Brought upon by clashes of pigment
That’s carried down by clueless teachers,
And taught difference by mindless preachers
My people race forward with bannered hate-
My kind seeks to focus only on the discord-
My kin lack vision of the solution which waits
When we discard our minds and simply move forward.
My brothers and sisters there is a solution
To rid your mind of pigmented pollution.
All that’s required is to focus on the solution-
To not stay bogged in the figmented pollution.
Free your mind to be color blind!
A new freedom you will find
When you free yourself from the bind
Of a limited self restricted mind.
There’s no winner of a race of race-we’re all human (race)
There’s no kind of kind of our kind- we’re all human (kind)
No being is superior to another being- we’re all humans (being)
The problem is not of the skin!!! It’s of the seeing.
Joel Prickett 3/8/17