Discrimination
The Sun does not go to distant lands
looking for white or black people
He sprinkles his power on everybody
even struggling through the clouds
The rain does not search spring valley or children's park where beauty abounds
She showers her chill on all melodiously
The wind does not sing only on forest or mountain or beach
He plays his tunes everywhere
The moon does not go to lovers' corner
to spray the silver rays
She smiles on everybody alike
The stars do not sit on celebrities' shoulder
They chorus on all happily
Then why this discrimination....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is dumber than a box of rocks.
Thank You Wesley