Human Race
A poem by Linda Ellis — what should matter is not that he's black or she's white. What should matter is what's wrong, and what's right.
What should matter is not
that he's black or she's white.
What should matter is
what's wrong, and what's right --
not caring about
the color of skin,
but what lies within
the skin that we're in.
It is only one part
of what makes someone whole,
like a soft shell protecting
our heart and our soul.
My skin is like yours,
and hers is like his.
What should it matter
what color it is?
With so much uniqueness
in every race,
there is much to choose
to respect and embrace.
Could you imagine a world
so drab and so lame,
where we all looked alike
and acted the same?
The race is not white;
the race is not black.
We're all running circles
around the same track.
It's the human race,
and we've all got to run it.
For when the race ends,
it won't matter who won it.
© Linda Ellis. All rights reserved.