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before you hate us
walk four hundred years in our skin
shoes just won't do for you
neither will stealing our blues and making millions off of it in vain
while we feel the pain
the disdain you feel for we
you'll see through eyes behind the flesh that you detest
making pigment protest on streets built by callous hands
while water hoses create death on demand
imagine the abnormality of the reality
you hanging from trees
the strangest of fruit, your truth
but who cares about the truth
when your rainbow isn't ...