John Murtagh

Un-educating racists

Colours just refracted pitch
as shades of self reflect within

Lessons frail young clean heart cries
lay desolate when sold a sin

Never knew a difference - ever was
but question models higher role?

To preach away inherent love - replaced
to bleach a child-like soul

How blessed was I with empty gift
of never learning - even told

How people turned with blanket eyes
corrupted lessons - mentor cold

What knowledge left for tainted ones?
learn adults - hold a child to see

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