One Day

Why do we yearn affection from the ones that hate us the most.

Big nose, big lips, they stank

Slaves, coons...ok. One is doomed when they are conceived.

Ooh, he is cute, does he date our kind?

Ew, they are disguisting! What atrocious looking human beings! 

I'm ugly and atrocious. They did this to me! They ruined me!

We loath them, we want their acceptance, they are our Gods, we look up to them, all hail the white-faced! All Hail!

She's actually pretty for a black girl.

What about me, am I no different?!

I hate you!..but your opinion matters! Please come back, don't walk away! Am I ugly because I have a big nose, big lips, and stank? Tell me!

They hate us so much yet we continue to yearn for their affection.

They run this place like it is theirs, because it is.

Faith will bring us the day when the roles are reversed and we'll comment

Small nose, small lips, they stank.

Demon, slaves. Indeed.