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#‎Day8_Appreciate‬

Is it Black or White? Which one is it!
Which one is alright?
So let's say am white...But you are black!
There, right there!
What?
Why do we have to argue over colors!
Yet each of them has its uniqueness
And again, are just colors!
So le'me try this again,
Let's say am white...
Am I any safer than the other colors?
Probably not!
Every color on this palette will one day end up on some canvas
Or a wall, may be a line on the lashes of a beautiful las
Maybe become the mystical colors of the sunset
Or the skin tone on some blonde or a brunette
A redhead or some whacky afro head whose curly-haired neighbor
Thinks he invented the Afro!
Some nut case eh!
Same as this nut job trying to con me into getting some change
Only to reappear on the next corner acting strange
Because now he is being wheeled and cannot utter a word
Not even change!
Do you ever ask yourself why things are different?
Why black is dark and why everything bright always looks white!
They all have a purpose!
Suppose you were a stone...
Would you object to being thrown at some cop in some defunct crusade?
Or rather being hurled at an innocent woman
For being found at some man's house?
No, you are just a piece of rock, a stone to be of use at will
So purpose gives everything a reason to be!
And the moment you appreciate everything the way they are
For what they are,
That will be your moment to claim change for yourself
Appreciate
It's just color!
Whether black or white it's all right

©Krv_080616
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