My Skin

You dislike me


Because my skin is a different shade than yours

Ignoring the fact

That I am still a human like you

Battle my own personal demons

Breathe the same air

When my shell is pierced

My blood is red

What gives you the right to call me “boy”?

“Monkey”

Tell me I am not worth to walk the same streets as you

No one that walks the earth with me is able to walk on water

You’re even afraid to get wet

Then you have the nerve to quote scriptures to me

But my God is love

All you preach is hate





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