Tapestries of Truth

In the rift of time, a darkness spread,

Murmurs of ignorance where hatred treads.

Bias grips our legacy, a legacy of fear,

Fueled by blindness that’s always near.

Evil be its name, forged in chains,

Must crumble beneath enlightened gains.

The color of skin, a story, a song,

Yet they deny the beauty, and that is wrong.

Blind eyes once turned are now forced to see,

That in our differences we find our unity.

Not colorless dreams, but vibrant and bright,

Tapestries woven from black, brown, and white.

Racism, a stain on hearts and minds,

With wisdom and love, we leave it behind.

For no one is born with hate in their soul,

Break the cycle that keeps us from whole.

Ancestors’ hands, stained by choice,

Built empires on backs while denying a voice.

Yet in the truth, we seek to stand tall,

Healing begins when we confront it all.

We must not judge by hues of skin,

For locking anyone out serves no win.

Stereotypes linger, bred from fear,

Ask yourself why when the truth is clear.

Many are denied the same fair chance,

Struggles repeat through circumstance.

Look beyond shadows and you will find,

We are all capable with open minds.

In worlds where colors bloom and thrive,

Each shade, each story keeps dreams alive.

Differences dance, not meant to divide,

But to unite us, standing side by side.

Celebrate the tapestry woven with care,

For strength is found when all voices share.

Harmony in diversity, the greatest art,

A world bound together, not torn apart.

We rise with hearts that beat as one,

The fight for justice is never done.

Unlearn the hate, let love renew,

The future is shaped by what we do.

Speak out, stand firm, sever the chain,

Wipe away ignorance, end the pain.

In unity, we’ll find a way to start anew,

A world where love heals and hearts stay true.

© Dereck Pritchard, 2024. All Rights Reserved.
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