White Walls
The Promise of Centuries broken, has
always left disillusionment
Etched out faces run wildly with
hinted hypocrisy, mocking the
scattered, superficial surfaces of out
neighbourhoods, schools
...communities
Equality has become the degraded
value of our century.
Ras' Crowd burst into animosity at
the Sambo puppeteers
Their faces suggesting a mask
of comedy, toying with the
crowd of masked tragedies.
As Jack's Eye becomes enlightened with
Tht truth...
Pop!..plop!
Our view drowned in unclear waters
Wrong over Right
Riot over Reason
Color over Character
Forever bestowed upon
These White Walls.
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