A poem about judging & not being prejudice.

A poem about prejudice.

We sometimes or most of the times associate a person on its outer appearance..what we see outside falls to stereotyping…

No one tells lies. It is a prejudice to think that one population lies more than another. The news can evolve and as you know you have to report all the changes.

I was raised not to be prejudicial. But when I dated a black girl, I found that some of my family still had problems. I know wonder where Sweet Anna is and how her life has turned out.

Loving differences.

A story I heard, for sharing.

An analysis of some of Dr. Seuss’ most famous books.

In the darkness, past and present
Of man’s ignorance untold,
Breeds a virus so unpleasant,
It has never left its hold….

A poem about prejudice.