I’ve seen your tear-struck face
so buddy don’t worry for I’m here for you
I’ve seen you cowering when talking about your race
so child don’t worry for you are who are you
I’ve seen your deepest scar
so friend don’t worry for it is to be healed
I’ve seen you wield a knife to one’s heart
so foe don’t worry for you have steeled your courage
words sharpened with whetstones
as knives are, cut through the heart of an innocent soul
discriminating remarks thrown one after another
begin to have a stronger impact on an individual
just like snowballs get bigger and bigger as they roll down a hill
the wounds get deeper and deeper
little did they know, the world is meant to be colorful
our races are what make us beautiful