Black Or White, The Blood Is Red

Is the Black man’s blood black, Or the Black Crow’s blood black? Is the White Man’s blood white, Or the White Dove’s blood white? Why it’s red, any one immaterial? ‘Cause God wants to be impartial To treat all the creatures equal, What a display of His creative marvel! Red, blue, white or yellow Violet, green, orange or indigo How all flowers look so bright When seen in one bunch tight? The nature’s plural color scheme, Doesn’t it free the eyes from boredom? What an immeasurable thing of joy It gives as a gift of the Almighty? The color by morn, a flower drops When by nightfall, out it withers. The beauty of a Black or White Fades away by age overnight. Mind not the color of the skin But the blood that’s in common. Respect every God’s creation That’ll lead the world to salvation.