Cassius...a name , a face , a soul,
Above all a person to who has seen you ...
A news item in passing for some,
Sadness in memory for others ,
A human , lost too soon ,
Yet for some just an object...
I see the faces of my genetic future ,
Spread in the sand , just like all of them in all lands ,
Part of breaths that mingled in my air,
And hence close to me , me the human ,
Me , a group of DNA and chromosomes,
No different , yet for the melanine lackers ,
He too was a threat... All around me they growl,
All they see is a threat, our thoughts ,
Our prayers, our food , anything and all,
Just our souls invoke a fear, and they run ,
Threatened by any with souls , or is it just melanine that they fear...
poem by Pc3(11/03/2022)
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