Race

Separated by skin tones, countries, religion and race.
As if we came to this world like this?
What have we gained from centuries of bloodshed?
Until when this dirty game of race will last?

Until when our heads bow before opression?
“We’re made if light” when will come this realization?
We’re mortal so is the world.
Death will make us hurled.

Love is the only external light,supreme being.
Momentary life, spend it in love with human being.
Why would we have to hunt ourselves for race?
All made of same material, love is our race.