Love is love

I see a black hand intervened with the white hand,
Years of anger and segregation put aside, 
Love is love,

No matter what others think,
no matter of the color of their skin, 
love is love

I think about how far African Americans have come to being slaves for white people 
to sharing the hearts with white people,
Love has no color, love is love.

This poem is inspired by Hank Willis Thomas.

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