How Soon We Forget?
We were once a country of immigrants since the dawn of mankind we immigrated to continents, the black brown, red yellow and the white are precious in the creator sight. From the root to the fruit has different shapes and many shades of colors and taste nourish by the same waters. Yet we have the same blood that courses through our veins yet we are of different race, we must insist, we must resist to judge a person by their color of their skin, but that small muscle that beats within. When the forefathers of this great nation bled from the tyrants rulers and kings there was no walls borders how soon we forget? People of all colors have shed their precious blood in this sacred soil how soon we forget? no human-being is an alien to me. why do we separate families apart shooting arrows in the dark fathers, sons mothers and daughters.
-- Larry M., Adult