It
What is it?
It can be anyone
It can be anything
It can be everyone
It can be everything
It can be what it isn't
It can be what it won't
It can be what it wouldn't
It can be what it shouldn't
But it will always be what it is.
What is it to you and me?
It can be different from you to me
It has to be different from you to me
Becuase you are not me
And even if you were me
Which you could not be
My it would be different from your it see,
Becuase, regardless, we all see things differently
And we haven't been so tolerant recently
Quite a big shame in our reality,
That we can't appreciate the history:
Of our black roots crossing the Atlantic Sea
Into the chains and restrictions of mass slavery
Degradation physically, emotionally, and spiritually
Which leads to racism and bigotry
And hatred of our culture and ancestry
And not so hidden thoughts of white supremacy
And this lack of compassion and sympathy
Result in these overlooked fatalities
That I can guarantee
Plague the minority family,
stereotypically
And if you understand that these events don't happen accidentally
Disadvantaging minorities socially and economically
You would understand why it is different from you to me
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