Racism Is Madness

No sane earthling judges a car by the colour of it’s body but by the durability of it’s engine and whatever specs that lies in the inside and powers the car. 
Humans are like cars, Lexus jeeps of different colour shades. Some black, some blue, some white, some ash, some a mix of this and that. 
You’re white, I’m black. He’s Asian, I’m Ethiopian, they are Indians and they are Europeans… same cars with different colour shades. Why make the coloured feel less human because white adorns your skin? 
No sane man does that! 
In the inside, we are all the same!

Racism is a madness. Until we see the evil that lurks behind the veil of racism, tear down the veil and let the beauty of variety illuminate our closed minds, there can be no cure.

We will not be whole as a planet, as continents, as a nation, as people, until we recover from the madness that would render any child, woman, or man anything less than human.
#Pengician #SSA

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Jaachi Anyatonwu
Jaachi Anyatonwu is a poet, editor, and publisher living in the suburbs of Aba. He is the author of numerous poetry chapbooks and collections, and the Editor-In-Chief of Poemify Publishers Inc. Jaachi is passionate about discovering new voices and mentoring emerging poets. He is also a fierce advocate for the boy child and sexually molested.

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