Black as charcoal, white as snow
Every skin color should glow
Sleeping on a soft bed dreaming happily
While them who asked, "why I'm experiencing poverty?"
Don't they deserve anything because they're poor?
But most of the rich men don't have love but money for sure
Tall as trees, small as grass
Accept who you are and don't be embarrass
Don't stay inside your shell for so long
"It's our world. You should get along"
But how could they? If racism is strong
Making them feel like they don't belong
Pretty and ugly in our eyes
Making their hearts bad and cold as ice
Favoritism and judgments in our society
All we want is to feel wanted and love wholeheartedly
We want to live in a happy world
But why do you kill people by words?"