You’re Not The Same Color as Me 

You’re not the same color as me.

Is that supposed to matter?

Because it's so easy to see,

I’m also bald, and fatter 

than you and I know it’s a fact,

they beat and killed the others.

But does that mean that we react

as if we aren't brothers?

You know that you're different than me.

Our history, our nurture.

But couldn't that help us as we,

raise up a brighter future?
I have a solution to state.

Race is a vast illusion.

Kept going by people who hate,

and fear, and want confusion. 

Abandon that concept today.

Don’t cling to ethnic factions.

Trust isn’t about what we say.

It’s all about our actions. 

Louis William Rose

May  2001

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