What makes us beautiful is not color,
But just a handsome heart and an effulgent cerebrum,
So as much as we dwell in this world,
We are one blood each with only a soul,
So folks let’s stroll away from our domains,
Author: WILDsound Festival
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Young Captives, Poetry by Fatimah Islam
Who are they?
To lock away your light,
Who are you?
To have done what you did,
That wasn’t right.
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