Children in the park

I see children play in the park.
Like a rainbow in eternal flux.
They know no race,
They know no rites,
They do not judge by color,
They do not judge by tongue,
They smile, they laugh, they play.
A language which transcends philosophies.
Prejudice was never born, it was made,
By what we call civilized men.
Let me be a child at heart again.
To not think a thousand things about-
Every face I see, every place I go.
Let my heart leap like a child again-
At the sight of a new rainbow.
For I am done living with the dead,deaf and blind.
Let us be children in the park again.