I can't breathe

My skin color can't make me 

to accept the inhale of frippery.

George,
I'm sorry to know that you died and finally met the peace, where no color discrimination works.
But you know what, here back on earth... We all are united for the justification of the inhuman behaviour...done to you.
The crowd unite, cry and hope ....even will made this revolution to give you justice. But deep down in their heart... Racism will stay.
Racism is not about just color, but many more things that we all know.
But why?... This is my question. Why we can't just stop being superior?
Why can't we treat others like just normal human?
I always think .... Is My color, my caste, my physique, my society, my clothes only my introduction?
Can't the person put some efforts to know me... Before judging me on my appearance?
Can't the person put some efforts to know the treatment I deserve before punishing me?
Why can't my appearance be judged with my pure and calm eyes and smile?
Why my color dominates over my politeness, my talent, my character?
Why my persona get much respect over my character?

---Narayani
   (Another black.... like you)