Reflections on Color

The color of my hand is brown,
The color of your hand maybe white,
But even if it is that’s quite alright,
What is the color of a man’s skin?
Are we not all the same within?
There was a man who had a dream,
He dreamed of ending violent things,
He saw the hate among the world,
A world that saw color as a code of right,
If your color is different, I think they might tell you you are more or you are less,
Dr king felt all people could be the best.
No matter what a person looked outside,
The deciding factor was the heart inside,
He told the people, equality for all,
Be proud of your race, stand tall,
But don’t disrespect the black, brown, tan or white,
Dr King just didn’t give up without a fight,
Let freedom ring, ring for people big and small,
Let freedom ring, ring for all,
So while you remember the man named King,
Know that he stood, stood for one thing,
Freedom , equality, equality for all,
Listen people and answer this call freedom equality , equality for all,
Listen people and answer this call feeedom, equality and love for all