By Octobias Obie
We watched their love grow
From the core of their hearts,
They were like finger and nail,
They were on every lips.
A love like theirs tied
The love seen in movies,
Friends wished wishes of
Jealousy. Yet, they shone still.
One day, a child was born;
A child that brought hatred –
A gift from God caused strife –
It ends, they parted ways.
The child’s differently skinned!
For his skin, their love sank…
Don’t we say God created us all?
Why hate we, the albinos?
Excerpt from #1 Youth Shades, September 2016