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Color does not define us

I can't breathe, the very definition of screaming for help but no one to hear it. It's like a tree falling in the woods where it makes sound but is silent. In todays society, people think it's okay to treat people of color different than caucasian. We see blacks getting treated like they're no better than the slaves, and Hispanics no better than just workers on a lower salary because they can't speak much English. But in all reality we are all equal, from the same blood and same bodies. There should be equality in mass quantity instead of racism and death due to indiscreet actions from crooked cops or thinking weapons are involved when they aren't.  Todays society should be actively against any racism to anyone other than themselves. You are your biggest enemy so before you judge a person of color look in a mirror. There is no excuse to hurt or kill bc of skintone and there is no excuse for vulgar slurs due to that violence or the teachings you grew up with. We are all equal and all the same. What people don't understand is that they just want equality and peace just as much as us and wants the world to be right for once. Is there no end to the violence and crime against those of color? 

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The fish of the sea

Big call to action, really enjoyed this one Cello, the world seems like a dark place right now... awesome sense of awareness in this poem. Full respect 

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