In my world, that is the world in my head,
the construct of race isn’t a thing, the fear of others isn’t a thing
it isn’t pushed and pecked – punished by the shade of its skin ,
it isn’t less chosen- what is the aggravated difference between midnight and twilight in its degrees of sparkles
the pendulum of color has its swing –
has its summation – brought about death and life all on the same swing
such fear of truth,
such resurrected friends
such urgency of humanness to smile at oncoming traffic
the leaves are slowing waking – the warmth of September winds
in my skin- all the world is beautiful
Kindness sis Krissy
A Poet's Vision 
“what is the aggravated difference between midnight and twilight in its degrees of sparkles” — Yes, yes, yes! Perfectly put!
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On Wed, Sep 18, 2019 at 10:53 AM Visionarie Kindness Chronicles wrote:
> Visionariekind posted: “In my world, that is the world in my head, the > construct of race isn’t a thing, the fear of others isn’t a thing it isn’t > pushed and pecked – punished by the shade of its skin , it isn’t less > chosen- what is the aggravated difference between midnight a” >
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Love the imagery!
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