I wish there was another planet,
another reality.
I wish my skin colour
was not as mediocre as transparent
as its now perhaps
a bit darker or lighter
I wish I had no nationality
geographic or legal status
I wish I had no language
So no need for defending or dishonoring
And I wish so much that
you were blind, deaf and mute
So that you could hold
My transparent, unbound silent hand
and talk into infinity
Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/transparent-colourings-for-viola-grey/
