The Worth of a Man

This poem I had written a few months back in school, debating upon the differences made between individual humans. Hope you like it.😊

How can you define

The worth of a man

By the color of his skin

Or by the man he was born to

Why is it that if a poor man walks to our door

We shoo him away to be rid of him

When if a man of high status would walk to our door

We would welcome him with open arms

When was it decided

That we should call ourselves "mankind"

When only half of us are men

How long will it be before we learn from our mistakes?

How long will it take to undo our errors?

How long will it be before we can

See the wisdom in the people standing beside us

And not the lack of it in their fathers

How many times have we been forgiven?

And how many times have we forgave?

How can you define

The worth of a woman

By the color of her skin

Or by the woman she was born to

Cheers,

Anjali