Black and White

by Shenekia   Jul 29, 2006


Black and white is all I see.

A race with no end and strong
where it begin.

Parting lives and souls brought
together when old.

Reaching beyond truth and very
deep roots.

Trying to find the difference
and the only thing you have
is appearance.

Land of gold and silver,
plainer then your heart, lungs,
and liver.

Ain't nothing so right when all
you see is black and white.

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