The Colour Of Shadows Poem by Samson Ajilore

In the mirror of the world, reflections show,
Not the skin we wear, but the seeds we sow.
Yet some see only pigment, judge by tone,
Blind to the soul, a heart unknown.

Chains unseen, yet heavy they bind,
Whispers of hatred echo in mind.
Walls built not of brick, but fear and lies,
Divide the earth beneath shared skies.

But beneath the surface, we all bleed the same,
Dreaming of freedom, hope, and a name.
No shade more worthy, no hue less bright,
All yearning for justice, all craving light.

Break the silence, tear down the walls,
Hear the unheard, answer their calls.
For in unity's song, true strength is found—
Where love is the language, and peace is sound.

No race, no colour, no creed should define
The measure of worth in the grand design.
We rise when we see with eyes anew—
The beautiful spectrum that lives in me and you.