If the world were color blind
No one would be able
To pick out a darker leaf
And throw it away
No one would be able to judge
By the color of one's skin
And send them to drink from the hose
No one would look down
Upon a girl
Who wore mismatching socks
No one would envy
another's hair color
And change theirs.
No one would be worried
That their clothes didn't match
And that they'd die without changing
No one would be able
To pick out a darker leaf
And pluck it off.
Oh, if only the world were color blind.