Black lives matter


Racism is a slap straight on humanity's face,
I disclaim this poem to be a part of criticism
or a brutal take,
But does the goddess of justice discriminates,
on the basis of colour and race?

God never made a shade card,
Neither any belief,apparently,
So here is the long story short,
'Unfair and still lovely'

Love seeks the heart, dear people,
so stop caring if the skin tone is dark or light,
and i demand to rewrite the fairytales which potray,
Only the blacks as witches and the fairies as white.

Let every street has a Martin Luther and a Rosa Parks,
because i staunchly believe that every person
desires justice whether white or dark.
and that no human deserves to be choked to death,
when he the entire time cries and screams,
"Leave me, I can't breathe".

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