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Wednesday, April 09, 2008
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Truthfully I think race is an illusion that seperates people in society against one another which makes revolution achievable, justice workable, and peace possible!

How well I remember Kennedy school,

Winter's blast was formidable,

that bone chilling Northeasterly wind!

Snow pilled high and very bright,

I was called a sagittarian,

being a December child by birth.

My friends hair was kinky like mine,

soft to touch like lanbs wool.

Our skin multi-colored , some tan, auburn,

dark brown, and others purple black.

Glistening like opal smoothe as China silk,

embroidered with the rock of Gibralter!

At five years old colors are beautiful,

empowered by love's innocence!

Some kids hair kissed golden by the sun,

in strands like a ball of thread dangling.

And their skin milky white yet pale,

those bluish green eyes like lake Michigan,

or Naragansett Bay in New England.

We only become color conscience, when

we are educated intellectual or are we ?

Remembering, it's the hearts content,

submerging, drowning, color and pigment,

and now people of the world can grow

limitless.

 

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Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
How long before all mankind faces the reality that we are all one by the good graces of God? It seems to me it has been and still is the political movement that wishes to keep all mankind divided by passing out labels.....

Be always safe,
Karen

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