We all have a color
People sometimes speak of "people of color,"
As if some had no color at all,
As if white were the standard measure,
And the rest merely bore a difference.
But look at our hands, look at our faces,
So many shades throughout the ages,
From light to brown, from pink to black,
We are colors in the very same mirror.
We all have a color,
We all have a heart,
Different faces,
But the same living blood.
No skin is worth more than another,
No single color defines us all.
Beneath the sun of the same sky,
We are all brothers and sisters.
White skin is a color too,
Like all those life has given us;
Melanin writes its own story
On every face, in every memory.
Why then should we separate
What nature intended to blend?
Humans have erected so many borders,
But God created no superior races.
We all have a color,
We all have a heart,
Different faces,
But the same living blood.
No skin is worth more than another,
No single color defines us all.
Beneath the sun of the same sky,
We are all brothers and sisters.
If our eyes perceive differences,
Let our hearts see the resemblance.
Behind every skin, every face,
Lies a life, a dream, a courage.
What if we changed our words,
And let love become our school?
No more saying "them" and "us,"
But simply: "we are all one."
We all have a color,
We all have worth,
Different paths,
But the same living breath.
No skin is worth more than another,
No single color defines us all. Beneath the sun of the same sky,
We are all brothers and sisters.
White, black, brown, fair, or golden—
Our colors may set us apart.
But when the final veil falls,
We are all dust beneath the stars.
We all have a color…
But love has none.
