Sorry if I offend
But I'll pass on reparations
Some may agree with me, others may not
But... keep you money houses and land
For my self respect and self worth are not for sale
I'll pass
the treatment I desire you fight me to acquire
Pull me over, if I'm crime free let me be
Traffic ticket ok, I'll pay it next Friday
I pray that day I will see
Walking down the street in my beautiful hue so fine
Sorry, not sorry but this is still no crime
However in your mind......
You are who viciously attacks, seemingly all of the time
I want the same respect you feel you alone only deserve
The respect you feel only your hue has earned
Wrong again
For there is no dollar amount that pays for my priceless dignity
Whatever the color we are all apart of "HUMANITY"
Mark 8;36
What profits a man to gain the world and loose his soul
This is what comes to mind
Sure money is cool but not all of the time
There are many things that should never be traded for the "dime"
Equality, respect, love, and a more positive nation
Personally with that, I am cool
For that is what I would define as reparations.
NOTE: I was once told that a poem is never finished and I believe this to be true. So with that being said I already know with this one I will never be through......LATER