What Is The Color Of Love?

Prejudice

This world is so unfair
It makes me feel really bad
treat differently
the one who is equal

He measures your worth
Looking at your skin color
And forget that in the veins
The blood that flows is the same
Red, symbol of struggle, after all.

Forget that we are made
From the same raw material
children of the same father
Exposed to the same fate

Forget that in each
also beats a heart
Full of dreams and hopes
of love and illusion
that everyone has the right
A piece of this floor

forget that the character
It has no color, religion
Gender, age or nationality

I will always ask myself
why this world of ours
Can't one day be normal?
why treat differently
The one that is equal?