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03-09-2006, 09:36 PM | #1 (permalink) |
a l'amou fou pou tout
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: NY
Posts: 355
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Whats right
Never understood
Always questioned how Were they so different from us whites Yeah they black skin But last time I checked That wasnt a sin They refer to me as Jane Im mature for a teen Grew up among the racist Bill, Drak, Mary, Jean Remember times closing my eyes And trying to block out The screaming caused by that damn whip So much blood, tears, and hate Practically suffocated in it Hated being forced to watch an example Was this suppose to be entertainment But this time I couldnt help myself Cried out "Someone help him" He was just eight Got dragged away and slapped about But all I could think about Was those sorrowful eyes They just wouldnt cast out From my troubled memory They all are just treated as property Freely brought and sold Is this the freedom we all perch about Can anybody see what I see How can you turn a deaf ear to this Thats why Im a disgrace to my race Because I help the blacks escape under the gate I tell them not to question why I help them It really hurts me when they die If authority ever catches me at my doings I'll still continue to walk with my head held high Knowing what I did was right Needs work, but i see it going somewhere. What you think? |
03-10-2006, 12:52 AM | #2 (permalink) |
Whitewater!
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: New Zealand
Posts: 2,885
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I like the last 7 lines. But I don't know, I seemed to lose my way a bit, like when I'd finished I still had no real picture of what you're saying, perhaps because theres little flow maybe.
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