by 1st Poet

Itís so deep the psychological effect on the mind 

Why canít I just be a man with dreams and ambitions to live free in this society 

I canít find peace this oppression is driving me insane 

The more I try to live being black I die 

Living in this world kills my dreams and bury my hope trying to survive 

All I can do is cry to ďYahuahĒ why? 

These tears I cry like a river until my eyes are dry 

Holding onto to my pride trying to keep my peace 


It's deep it comes with a smile that you canít see 

Hidden with an agenda to kill your dreams 

One stroke of the pen your future is done 

Manipulation is planned with observation 

Your legacy stole before you even conceived

Racism by 1st Poet

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