" MULATTO MAN "

Brilliantly penned Tony, their are so many blind people on this planet
This is a subject I was researching nights ago, about interracial conceived children
The way we SEE colour of the world and not the true colour of life itself our blood is red regardless, spikes to many thoughts this piece, love you heaps, deano.

Sorry about my spelling, it was my excitement lol

Hey t very beautiful. We are all the same in God's eyes . No matter what this world has grief about we are the same man woman and child . We all need to see what is in a person heart not the color of someone's skin. Great write. Hugs rock 

Hello Tony...

I just read this poem after I wrote IN COMMON...

WOW!

This is a Great write my friend...

BUT...

WOW!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugz...

Feathers...

Hello Tony...

Thanks for thinking of me...

I was thinking of you too...

Sounds good on our snowball fight write...

I hear more snow maybe coming my way tomorrow...

You start it...

I am a good ducker...

LOL!

Hugz...

Feathers

Great piece showing how you so easily write about yourself and your experiences ! I struggle to do this. You are an inspirational writer my friend with so much to say worth listening to !

Best wishes as always !  :)

Hug !  :)

Hi Tony:

Point One:

You can believe that I understand everything, hahahahahaha, nothing farther from the truth, simply I am an intuitive person who likes to learn and know all.

Point Two:

We do not know us personally and despite that we consider ourselves friends, here is a proof of confidence, intuition and friendship outside of the rules and the laws of physics.

I believe in the power of the mind and that anything can be accomplished, metaphysics as its name suggests with faith leads us to those parallel worlds on the other side of reality.

Point Three:

My English is a bit surreal and puts me while I write it on the edge of an abyss in the background without end, but it is also true that makes just a few years Latin readers did not understand my texts written in Spanish, today I write Spanish more fluently than I think, in a few years with the English can occur equally.

Having said this I start to comment Mulatto Man.

It may seem incredible that in the United States of America still exist racism, a scourge that, throughout history, has shed so much innocent blood just for being different. In South Africa four days ago blacks they didn't have any rights, black blood in the blood market is still considered of less value, in short, racism is an inherited disease that is perpetuated in each new generation.

Mulattos are mestizos, they are equipped with knowledge and with the characteristics of various cultures, the mulatto or mestizo are people unnatural, the unnatural and abnormal would be racism, that bizarre dream of criminals who defend a unique breed and therefore kill, torture and shed the blood of their victims.

There is no best races that others, knowledge, love and the good are everywhere, and also hatred, fanaticism, crime and evil.

The Poem is Very Well Structured and Drawn to Perfection a Mulatto Person's Soul.

A greeting.

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