Color of the blood

The color of the love was the pure red

The look of the kind hearted was pure white

Brave soldier always marched with same steps

Helping hands stretched may be variant of lengths

The color of the blood is pure red

The color of the human is pure sapiens

Territory changed as all had travelled

The minds roamed with same old fashion

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very intriguing poem... in the end we are all different and yet all the same.

[Linda alexander]

Thanks a lot for the very positive review, putting all in the loop and healthy tolerance can lead this world to a better tomorrow, hoping it may come true