SKIN IS NOT THE SINA Poem by Willys WatsonSKIN IN NOT THE SIN
The master Architect conceived and rendered it forever imperfectly perfect, by design a physical realm just short of infinity and filled with an abundance of variety.
With life sustaining and replenishing itself in multitudes, from the simplistic to complex, the Architect expected Earth to be maintained by humans given the use of more advanced brains.
We were rewarded with our own varieties, the epidermis being the palette of choice, and under the surface we shared a common trait, the capacity to determine our own fate.
The superficial shell, where the soul does not dwell, was not destined to imply real significance. Under the facade the virtues of compassion were universally spread across all nations.
But too many imperfect humans began to believe external appearance granted them the false justifications to deny that we’re still related under the skin by Creation’s will.
And those that chose to discriminate because of body structure or pigmented skin will themselves be segregated from the benevolent grace reserved for all who embrace humanity’s face.
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