Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Black

So you want to be black
You want to look tan all the time
You want to age like a fine wine
You want skin thats been kissed by the sun
So you want to be black
You want to leave the house knowing you might not come back
You want to watch security guards follow you
You want to look over your shoulder 
So you want to be black
You want to live in constant paranoia
You want to know that people will hate you with no motive
You want to feel like a stranger in a world that is yours too
So you want to be black
Well its not all its cracked up to be

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