My eyes are broken, I cannot see
It’s not a defect, that’s just me
I hear the words black and white
They seem to always start a fight
I’ve always lived deep in the South
I hear these words fly from a mouth
Everywhere I turn, I hear the talk
There seems to be a line when I walk
It separates my friends into two sides
But to them both teams can I confide
I have a problem, my mind is torn
I don’t know what team I’m playing for
Looks aren’t everything, or so I hear
But without sight the colors disappear
There’s a personality beneath the skin
All I can see is the heart that’s within
It’s the differences that I cannot see
They split my friends away from me
I do not know the white from black,
It’s not a brain, it’s sight I lack
Shouldn’t opinions go deeper than eyes?
Racism will cause our world’s demise.