A Poem For Arie

She wonders what its worth

To indulge in trivial tradition.

She looks to the world

As if the only one

Who absentmindedly

Sees the world in a band of color,

When everyone else only sees

Film in black and white.

The drive it through her brain,

Speaking prejudice words

Condemning her choice in

Friendship and love.

Would life be any easier

If they just saw a girl

And not just her ebony skin.