But for Who

It wasn't for me, certainly not me

May be white but I would let him be

Why would a gaurdian be unable to see

That white or Brown we all yearn free

 It wasn't for me, certainly not me

Another mourning adds to a sea

Why do people who look like me

Hurt people because of how they see

What was the reason why, he was a tree

They cut him down but why

It wasn't for me, certainly not me

 

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