the ArmChair Thoughts

I look forward to that time when there will be no color divide, where we can all see ourselves as one:

Imagine this write
This thesis relate
A song explain
Explain in notes
Notes of songs
Songs of which we relate
This heart of mine explains
Explains for the mind-
Opened to the heart-
Maybe It could relate
Relate my thoughts to this
One Life
Color divide
One World
Spoken by this colored
And once again-
Color Divide
You seek me in this crooked
I’d tell it live and again
Making it lyrical
Maybe It’d sound it rhythmic
One note
One Point
One Sound
One Thought
Once Again I’d try my heart to relate

You’d think we can’t divide
Forget the color divide
No-
I won’t forget this color divide
White’s white
Red?
Green?
Pink?
Colored?
No – It’s Black
We call this a White world
I call it a Blacked Owned
Invented by the White you’d say
Mastered by the Black I say
It’s the power of the Slaves
The repeat of the Slave Masters
The assassination of the body
The Quest of this soul
The soul that never dies
The soul that never relents
The soul of the colored – No not colored
It’s the Black-ed
It’s the spirit of this that drives me
The spirit of which I drive in
The spirit of which repeats
Go – Get – Be Proud

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