Colour Blind

A house goes up in flames

No red, no yellow,

It’s green that paints

Their lips.

The same green

That colours the leaves

That breathes life into us

Becomes the green

That bombs homes

In the valley of Kashmir.

A gun goes off

And all around

Screams echo,

A blinding red

Covers the walls.

The red that paints 

Every heart

In love 

Is the red that bleeds

When hate swallows

A mind

And it stumbles

Into a school in America.

You may see darkness

As a curse

But what about them 

Whose skin is too dark

To blend in the light?

Is the night not dark,

Yet you sing every word

That calls the night beautiful

And full of love.

Colours make us beautiful

Colours make us unique,

Different,

Not less,

Not more.

A white canvas is not hung,

A black moon is not loved.

Every colour is beautiful

But if you can’t love them all,

Let’s go colour blind

And perhaps,

You’ll learn to see them all

As equal.

Because no colour

Defines you

And without colour to hide you

Can you be a human

With a heart so true

That humanity is the only shade of you?