I heard Polonius whom I lack;
his words of wisdom always win-
that whites with whites, and blacks with blacks,
and yellow people are between.
Or maybe these were not his words;
from nowhere caught my curious ear,
or maybe these were harmful thoughts
from Devil's lips Good God to smear.
God gave the birth for human race,
not guessing what'd happen later,
how liquidating, pace by pace,
themselves the people became degraded.
Despising colours of black skin,
but red-born blood remains unchanging,
the whites in whose veils it's akin,
used to kill other skins, amazing,
Simplicity, the wisdom'd been dead,
existing balance no one ever brakes;
and as Polonius would maybe said:
the whites with whites, and blacks with blacks.
08.09.2018 г.
Harmful thoughts in words
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