No matter how we try sometimes
we can't break through
we still have all the barriers
that separate me and you.
We say it doesn't matter that
we can still be friends
But something always happens
that brings it to an end.
Why do we choose to look
upon each other as a color
why can't we just remember
that God calls us all brothers
What would you do
what you say if God
sent down his angels
and lo and behold
before your eyes they
all were different colors
What if they were red, and blue
and green and even purple
would that matter to you
as they held you in a circle?
What if there were black ones
and yellow and some white
would it make any difference
as they hover in the night?
What color is an angel
I'll really like to know
For if they are not Caucasian
does that mean that you won't go?
What color is an angel, it's
really not my concern
For as long as they are
with me, I know that I have earned
A place among the highest
the spot my soul does yearn.
What color is an angel?
I know that I have seen
at least one on this earth
That's skin was bronzed sheen.................
For Joshua who taught
me Angel's have NO color
Kathalise Martin
Sept. 29, 2000