The color of our eyes.A Poem by SELFA piece that ought to make one mindful.While breaking chains is becoming the norm, the names of corrupt dynasties and civilizations are being blown away like ash on a strong stormy day. As the sunsets glow red and the soles of our feet keep touching the soils of affliction, we all get our share of humiliation. Bewildered by the vicious cycle of our low desires, we can't help but wonder, "When will the day of everlasting peace come"? Will it be a fleeting illusion to be pursued but never attained? JAH say No! Let His will be done on Earth as it in the heavens. Drifting like a cloud and flowing like water, I've come to this one conclusion Everything is equal under the sun. There are some of us whose eyes are as blue as the ocean, some whose eyes are as green as the spring meadows, and others whose eyes are as dark as the triple dark space. Unfortunately, all these signs won't matter to a fragmented mind, an antagonistic heart. These signs are only for those who're not reckless against their souls, those with a tranquil heart and a gentle spirit. These signs won't matter until the color of our skin is of no more significance than the color of our eyes.
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