Colorblind

Blinded, by the atrocities

that DO happen here,

in the ghetto where I live,

Deafened by the sound of AK's

and nines,

Such as the one that

silenced my baby

on that August night.....

Chosen for the beautiful

brown color of his skin...

so should I hate every

single African-American

that walks past?

Or should I embrace

my best friend,

who is as dark as the

obsidian that my

ancestors DID worship?

I choose to embrace....

I choose to not hate....

I choose to love

and be colorblind.