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Artist JoeMac
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Color Blind

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When people say I don’t see color, I look at em like do you have cataracts mutha***a, I mean when I look at a I see that it’s pink, when I look at the sky I see that its Blue, and when that orange muth***a starts talking I just cut the tv off, see when you combine your red, white and blue its makes purple, to match the color of bruised brown skin when it encounters blue klansmen, with gold badges, who have active greenlights on you from the time you walk down your concrete grey steps, they watch you jump into you white car, and that better be the only white yo blackever get into, or they’ll milk the color red from your forehead as if it were the rose colored titties sitting at the bottom of the cow, whose skin also defines their racist ways because all major cities in America love their majority white population, but those patches of black land are the badlands, or the other side of the iron colored tracks, so tell me how this color blindness of yours exist, cause it’s your pale peach people who have exalted most of the violet, I mean violence throughout history, and if I had a copper penny of all of my thoughts, it still wouldn’t add up to enough shamrock green to buy back my coffee coated cousins who perished in cotton fields, so timeout, yield, bring this back like Mike jack’s Blackness before he bleached himself for a buttermilk complexion, lets get to the hard like erections, about how Jesus had bronze skin that got turned into egg shell, how Disney’s favorite princess was snow white, but its biggest villain was amber skinned with a charcoal mane, rolling with three smoke shaded hyenas, destroying families by killing its melanated patriarch and eating up all the ***in food, it was like you wanted to say Mufasa was a killed by some other typical s, but Simba would be different because he quote on quote talked white, and ironically the monkey had the most color, carrying round a big stick with two balls, and I didn’t know whether to be happy or appalled you depicted us so accurately with him, so don’t tell me you don’t see color, cause I see your blatant white washed bull everyday...

 

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