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D3M0"$k!n"

" Skin" He came to me in all forms taught me never to look at your color inner layers in infra red God always showed me your true colors and no it's not like a rainbow going out on a rainy day and the sun tries to break through the clouds to stop the storm from making someone's day a bad one finally the sun makes way we pray thankful for another day your skin has barriers from ancestor's coming from all parts of the universe sometimes I imagine bleeding green , but we all know that it doesn't happen here and yet I feel like I'm out of this world God opened my eyes to see everyone on the inside like training someone to know the difference between angels and demons. Mostly everyone believes in God skin is something that he created so I take pride in mines it has alot of history it fought for it's existence through out tribulent times crime also labeled in colors of the skin with forensics or just even evidence staticians are always at the ready to work their numbers like wtf isn't that in accounting but I'm confused cuz I wasn't educated enough to hold a degree y'all just don't know how I know I've seen and even touch God here during my now old 39 years and counting praying I'll make it to 40 year's it's 8 months away let me not get carried away this is how I know God isn't dead because on a Saturday night near where I am living I was wearing a nice shirt, tie,and slacks the moment I watched I knew it had to be him, but it's confusing as well, by trust me it happened my mom is bare witness, walking with a cane okay towards me I'm just staring saying poor man he said come here ole boy I straightened up he grabbed my tie and said unto me let me fix that when he did I smelled alcohol I was like wow what's going on the man that walked up was out of shape and looked to be around mum's age while he was fixing my tie I just hugged me old man and I said thank you and all he said was awww you know me and I said yes I do almost cried for that healing power I felt deep inside my sold he told my mother he ain't never really had a daddy that would do that huh, mum was like no he said boy you gonna be alright by the way you look good your mum's look good too then here it comes said you is American your mum ain't done nothing but pay her taxes already you is American I was sober mum and I wanted to get to the club we were going to, but the bus wouldn't come and I said thank you here's the thing that rest well with me if God can travel from one body to another what makes you think that we don't or can't that man's color was black which is a race I have the highest respect for among human population thank you president Lincoln, MLK, but looking at the bigger picture we're all slaves and are treated that way in our jobs, cuz if you don't do as they say we don't make the money for us to afford our living ways anyways going back to my story he started laughing and said you know that's my wife I started laughing cuz mum isn't married and so this other lady came by and told him you better shut up old man and I said old man that must be your wife he said who her and laugh. The lady was like you the joke, so we're all just laughing on the street like crazy and he blurs out I put there for a reason my eyes opened even more with thoughts I asked why, why me, because I can see it and don't worry I'ma take care of you my son he pointed at my mum's direction you see that's your mum and dad... I said well I'll be damn and he kept saying God damn God damn boy I'll be damned I asked another question by saying if there is something you want me to do what is it how long will I live, now that's a question you don't ask so I shutted up with and just said thanks. So you see color of the skin should never matter God can be any of em, the reason there is so much hate against blacks is because they have had several battles with whites because of slavery and unhumane acts like hangings etc... same with my native people with the whites etc.. where do you think that hate came from? It wasn't from God just know that, the God I talked about is about love your skin should never matter one bit forget that you have it... What's inside shall always matter more to me than anything outside of any human body. So hate me for being Mexican/Salvadorenian/American and the color of my skin is gets tanned into brown

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