My pigment was not of my design,
But what does that matter,
All pigments are fine.
do you look at me and
say look a black
Dog is here
Do you run away
As I cower in fear.
Does my size intimidate.
Along with my color,
What will be my fate.
Stop judging people
And animals
Because of their skin
The heart is what matters
And that lies within.
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