Bigotry from a man who turned himself orange;
protests from those who know nothing but privilege.
Would that I could turn myself orange and know privilege,
I would never need another pair of walking shoes.
If love trumps hate and all things in between,
how is it that love does not trump my skin tone?
For if it did, those signs would read:
“Stop killing my Black brothers and sisters, please!”
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland