It is just a pigment
Never meant to segment
Black is the opposite of white
That is not a reason to hate

Light in the dark is always anticipated
Why are the bright amongst us not appreciated?
That shows rejection of beauty
For the rainbow does not consist of one colour
Matters always get out of hand

Beauty of the earth is because of our existence
Between us there is too much distance
The separation is that of colour and grudges
Pasts dictating our present judgment

Let’s hold hands and shake them to show amnesty
We have to bury the past and focus on the destiny
In creating a better environment for the generation
Together we must hold and share the same dedication
Generation to generation, holding the same peace