Poetry

Racism

I share the same blood as you,
Then what are you guys up to,
Why do you discriminate me,
I am your friend, not your enemy.

I too have wings , let me fly,
I am not born just to sit and cry,
I want to be a Minister or a pilot that fly high,
I don’t want to remain unidentified and die.

My skin colour was not decided by me,
Like yours it was also chosen by He,
Oh my white friends listen to my earnest plea,
Million like me are caged who dream to be free.

Made of same dust still apart we grew,
Accept us and see the power of us two,
You and me can paint a world so new,
Away from hatred with love and peace hue.

                                                                                                           ~ Gulnaaz Saif
                                                                                                           Bhadrak, Odisha, India

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