It's 3am, with a dream of hatred towards me
I wrote a poem cause I was scared and wanted you to see
The hatred of one's skin
A deadly sin
Comes from the enemy,
Who tries to put fear in me
Instead of looking at color, we should look at ones heart
Instead of tearing each other apart
Hatred of my skin,
The one I live in
We are equal in Gods eyes
He sees all our struggle and tries
He washes all our sins away
He woke us all up on this beautiful day
He love all of us equally,
It's just your choice if you receive it internally.
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Whispers Unraveled
PoetryCOMPLETED #105 This book if full of Poems, written by Me. Inspired to shed light on personal problems spiritually, mentally and physically COPYRIGHT, you may NOT reproduce Thank you for reading. You won't regret it ❤️ XOXO Lex
