What lesson did I learn on that first day? That being safe would always get you killed. And so I traded safety for more school And when I had to make a choice, I chose School and freedom over home and race. All that schooling to teach me how to be Another bruise on my mother’s unschooled face.
What lesson did I learn on that first day?
That being safe would always get you killed.
And so I traded safety for more school
And when I had to make a choice,
I chose School and freedom over home and race.
All that schooling to teach me
how to be Another bruise on my mother’s unschooled face.
