About the Poem
One day I realized that the color of one's skin is not important to me but the character of that certain person is. We discriminate against other races not knowing the damage we have caused them. They are human beings like the rest of us. God created every one to be equal.
Color Of One's Heart
|by Misty Hawley
Color of one's heart.
Color of one's skin, makes no difference.
Who you are within.
They ridicule knowing the damage they cause.
Word-by-word you put up stones to block those hateful words.
Keep the faith to tear down the fortress of stones.
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