What is my eye colour?

Do you think I do not see you clear?

Knocking around,

Shutting us out.

Playing at a fools’s game.
-Ain’t it a crying shame?

What will you do when we are all gone?

Who will it be to scratch out next?

Could it be thine own son?

For we all flock to sunnier shores,

Stopping often,

Absorbing something.

I have been known,

Your hatred has been shown,

His eyes see much,

But not reciprocation of my sisterly love.

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    1. Hi, do you mean this post? It was about race and humanity really. All about showing ‘brotherly-‘ or ‘sisterly-‘ love, (in my case).
      I had a very strange altercation with someone at work, twice. Themes like life and relationships I think are a very good source of inspiration. For me anyway.

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