Death to Tribalism
I’m brown in the sun
And black at night,
But in the light,
I’m white.
I’m privileged
And immune,
Treated with respect,
Not subject to neglect,
As a member of the select.
But I’m not happy,
I crave for equality,
A better society,
A meritocracy,
Fairer, without inequality.
I don’t care about your pigment,
Or your race.
I want to see a smile
On your face.
It’s primitive tribalism
Holding us back.
Let’s stop thinking –
Brown, white and black.
Opher – 26.5.2020