For National Poetry Month, I've written another poem about racism for the tenth day. This, like yesterday, is biased by the writer but from one of the desert clans talking about a coastal.

Eye color ended up being a strange thing for me. The bulk of the world is brown because it is a dominate eye color for humans. The desert has green eyes, as a general trend, because of genetics but in the later years of Fedran, you'll see different colors show up for my phase two and three stories.

Soft Browns

soft lives
soft homes
no struggle
no pain
weak spirits
weak magic
bloody blades
bloody wars
always fighting
always invading
brown eyes
brown hearts