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• Anjali Thevasaeyan, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2019

Black, white, yellow, brown...Does it matter
We were all made from an x and y cell, all the same process
So why are we segregated by the colours we were painted with.
We aren't born with love or hate, we are taught
So why teach hate?
When love conquers all we will be happy
When we can smile to all of our brothers, sisters, neighbours and even strangers
That will be the day the greats from our past smile for our future
When we live in a society that we call progressive
Why are we not progressing?
From our age old thoughts that my people are better than yours
That we stay with us and you stay with them
One day, in the near future I hope, when we call ourselves one
We will be free
When we break the labels