You see my darkest side,
But beneath it,
There is a light glowing,
In the the fairest of all shades
Dying to glare you and evade

You praise those fairest faces,
Preaching black jobs
You're glared only with those traces
And now, my heart throbs.

But you know, my dear,
These are all mere packagings,
"Never judge a book by it's cover",
And a gift by it's wrapper
But you judge a person with shades and blubber?

Hypocricy, I know
Is the new culture
this world adopts
We're all dark inside,
Made up of black carbon
Its not the shades, but deeds
That makes us darker.

Perhaps, God created the world
In only one shade,
Shade of love...
But we divided it into many,
Forgetting the original one

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