Cool poetry.
You have stared me down with your eyes
because we do not share one similarity
the color of our skin
but white man, we share many other things
My blood is red like yours
And my heart pumps at the same rate
But one thing is I didn’t misunderstand
That I a black man, am still
A living, breathing, human being
Who can be intelligent and can conform to society
The society where we my kind are treated like any kind
So do not judge me by the color of my skin
Judge me in the most just way possible
Where I am determined from my character
Than the color of my indifferent skin
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