Colorblind


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The color of flags

That flutter in the breeze

As we statue our loyalty to some

And the hell with the rest

The color of skin, hair and eyes

That cast  us in a human pecking order

The color of monies

And the desire of so many

The color of robes, worn by the speakers of Gods

As they endlessly battle for who is more righteous

Defining  our good and evil

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You may  long to be colorblind

To not see the differences

Just to be  part of the whole

Yet in the absence of color

You may tend to stand alone