Free To Be
“Stay in your box,” said the elder to the child.
“You’re a paradox I won’t deal with. Too wild!”
Part of you this and part of you that.
One part is “colored.” I only see that.
Let us all know so we don’t become close friends.
We all know where socializing eventually ends!"
The child listened respectfully, deep in thought.
This is the past over which wars were fought.
They justified slaves by the color of their skin
And took in criminals to honor their whim.
I am more than color. I am mind and I am soul.
I am all my heritage, all parts are gold.
It is not the color that creates a star.
It is becoming the best that you are.
From spiritual essence through body, mind and heart.
I creatively grow just living my part.
Your labels are separating me from my kin.
No fear can help me from choosing ... within!
