Blessed One
Hatred so deep,
For someone you do not know,
I don't understand,
How this can be so.
They're color invokes evil,
Deep inside your soul,
Purest form of hatred,
For someone you do not know.
They bleed the same color,
Their hearts are the same,
The only difference,
Is their color and name.
Ignorance run rampant,
Hatred taught early,
An unbroken circle,
But you're too blind to see.
Hatred is ugly,
Ignorance is not bliss,
Open your eyes,
Or a good friend you could miss.
We are all human,
Created equal as one,
Don't ever forget that,
And you'll be the blessed one.
By: Stephanie (StephJS2)
Copyright '98 Stephanie S.
Stephanie's Poetry
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