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The Curse of Selective Blindness
by Robert Barton Rushing

Boy, I'd hate to be cursed, 
with the blindness that is worse, 
the one that fails to see the beauty within, 
because of how much melanin is in one's skin... 

To never be able to see, 
so much of Creation's beauty, 
just because I'd be blind to, 
beauty of a different hue...

That would be the worst!
To be forever cursed, 
and miss out on so much, 
because of ignorance...

I'm smarter than that, 
and I've been rewarded, 
with the love of a lifetime, 
let all be exhorted... 

That love is like a dandelion, 
it cares not who you are, 
no race or religion, 
will stop it growing in your yard... 

It cares not where you grew up, 
whether you're rich or poor, 
or what color you are, 
Love will pop up, 
in unexpected places, 
at unexpected times, 
with any of God's races... 

So discriminate not, 
against God's dear children, 
He extends His graces, 
to those He's forgiven, 
and His mercy dwells, 
not with color of skin, 
but to those who have Love, 
hidden within.
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Poem ID: 89212   Poem Posted: 1/12/2017
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