More Than Color


He's tall and dark,

I'm short and light,

reverse racism is still racism, 

it just isn't right,

so he can dunk a ball, 

so he can cut class?

I'm sitting here trying to learn,

while he's here trying to make everyone laugh,

he uses words like cracker,

getting me crumbled up,

I call him milk dud,

suddenly I'm the one thats messed up, 

do i need to get some color to say what's on my mind?

I just want to live in a world that's more than black and white. 


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This is so true!  I wish it weren't...

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