Walk With Me.
You look at me like an outcast
Mark me because the color of my skin
Persecuted me without fear or judgment
I am a shadow of your own perception.
Equality has no witness
And your arrogance hurts me more
I have to passed your rooted standard
Although; my presence causes you bitterness
I beg you to walk with me
And search my quest and odyssey in time
And maybe you will find yourself
In my dwelling house of pain
In my path you will find
Many dictators with hurtful heart
That had caused pain and fear
In many innocent life
Come and crawl underneath my skin
And tell me, How you feel!
Are you surprise? Cause we are the same
And yet not unified
Copyright © Loyda Navarro | Year Posted 2010
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