Of A World I Dream
What is it that you see?
My faux pas
My lack of perfection
I’m not perfect
But I love, despite faux pas
I yearn for a world where we can see the transparent
Where transparency doesn’t exist
Where all are seen and heard
Of a world I imagine
Where me and you can be
Without their judgments or their cynicism
Of a world I dream…
Where blacks and whites are blinded
Where blacks and whites look internally
Instead of externally
Where people are seen as people
Not what they are on the outside
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