Colorless
My Face and eyes
Are as beautiful, as the morning sunrise.
Everyday I am teased and ridiculed for the color of my skin.
But people can't see me for what is within.
I love everyone, for who they are,
And wouldn't discriminate against them even if they were black as tar.
That man with no complexion,
Shows me no affection,
He drinks water in the pearly white hall.
And I have to drink water, down the dirty white hall.
But this is all right with me,
Because in God's eyes we are all color free.
(c) 2001, Aretus S.