We look different


We all have labels. True.
We tag ourselves; others tag us.
Misfits among perfection.
Should labels or tags define us?

The colour of one’s skin is compared.
Fair or dark complexions are judged.
Look beyond colour, look deeper inside.
One’s true colour is beneath the skin.

A beautiful face, a homey one.
Drawn to beauty, the other overlooked.
At first sight can be deceived; or not.
Internal beauty is felt not seen.

Don’t be in haste to judge.
An open mind, free of prejudice.
We are not perfect, look beyond.
Night and day; we look different.

By C.E. Pereira

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