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crayons
an experiment in rhyme
hey man he says
you don't understand my face
you can't understand my race
you don't feel my pain
& you know I can't get no gain
'cause the MAN'S always keepin' me down
won't ever let me get around
so that's it
don't you see?
you don't know nothin' 'bout me
look I say
we're all the same
all of us tryin' to win the same game
just because our colors don't match
don't mean we ain't from the same batch
maybe
GODALLAHBUDDHA
likes his crayons
that he keeps in his stack
be they brown
white
yellow
red
black
'cause we're all one people
sisters & brothers
once we all get to know one another
so while you lay
sweetly in your slumber
relax...
you could always have been BURNT UMBER