Humans Before Race

A poem against racial injustice

Shanker Mahadev
The Lark
2 min readJul 3, 2021

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No one saw color when I was born
For all, we were just legions of
love, laughter, lineage.
Growing up to see mere masks
Hiding jealousy, hate, and anguish
Created by orders, rulers, capitalists
To protect their newfound power
It broke my heart.
They saw us as masks of color
To protect what was for everyone, for now, theirs.
In came the autocrats drowning us in paint;
White, black, brown, pale, yellow, orange,
to differentiate us from each other.

When there’s no race to become superior
No wealth that gives you privilege
No religion that makes you powerful
No sex that makes you dominant
No sexual preference that the god adores
Yet we endured, agreed and lived on
Our ancestors resisted, fought, sacrificed,
only to see the history repeat itself.
But now we can see right through your lies,
yet we don’t avenge but believe
Black or white.
There’s only one name for us, human.
All I ask is to decipher the same spectrum.

Why can’t you see?
There’s no race in humanity, only human.
Why can’t you be?
A little more human.
We bleed red like the rest,
no eye can see the difference in blood.
When the Almighty didn’t make a difference,
who are you to call black n white?
Remove your mask of lies
and breathe like a human.
By Inhaling the spectrum and exhaling the binary.
For all we have is each other, human.
Act like it before you become one.

Thank you for reading and being you!

Hope you enjoyed it.

Oh, and have a wonderful day ahead!

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Shanker Mahadev
The Lark

• I try to write poetry and my growing thoughts •