The grand designer (Under our skin we have the same heart)

I've designed the colors

of the rainbow

and the birds

up in the tree.

I've mixed the kaleidoscope

of every hue

in an effort to be free.

I've developed nature's fine art

with only

the highest skill

and yet my greatest creation

has abused

their own free will.

When I start all over

I'll think about throwing

the palette away

and work on my mistakes

which seems

to betray

the very essence of human nature

and their inability

to see the light

when the color inbetween

upsets

the black and white.

The beauty is in our differences.

Yet those differences

still offend.

So ironically

instead of enlightenment

mankind's problems never end.

You may think I'm idealistic

and my sentiment

is naive

but if you don't show

love and respect

then how can you believe

it should never

become an issue

or a cardinal sin

to have the same heart

under

a different colored skin.

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