If they possess different shades
Magenta, lailac and turquoise
There could be a name, blue green and red
Shades in scorching sun
Horizon green in dawn of day
Deep blue ocean in azure
Dusk is a shade of grey
When the day goes to sleep
And Darkness is mistook as black.
Melanin of a race of Africans
Beautifully misnamed as black
Black, the devil's favorite color
God created it for a purpose..
White a symbol of peace
Everything righteous as in many religions
Yet a nemesis which devided the world
Black, white it's classified
If green grins a go
Why has red chose to stop
And amber an in-between
No man's land huh?
But what if colors could speak?
Would they tell us to seek
Beyond the labels, the shades, the hues
To find the beauty in me and you
For colors are just a disguise
For the beauty that opens our eyes
To the diversity that makes us whole
And the love that makes our spirits glow
For in the end, it's not just black and white
But a kaleidoscope of colors shining bright
A rainbow of diversity, a prism of light
Reflecting the beauty of our shared human sight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem