I saw you sitting on a bench, in a town known to few
I saw you, big, strong, handsome,
a secret to who you are, my star
I reached out to you with such assurance,
blindly to my heart, curiosity
In my ignorance from wench you came,
was not a thought,
a world stuck in ancient hate, black blood,
filled with crazed confusion, oppression,
mistrust of those who oppose knowingly in their
colonized lives
But I love you, despite what they say
Our enemies of love think they know our hearts
As One
Two worlds torn, love hold on
In my ignorance from wench you came,
was not a choice,
a world dictated by hypocrisy, in ancient hate,
white blood, filled with crazed confusion,
oppression, mistrust of those who oppose,
mechanical lives
But I love you, despite what they say
Our enemies of love think they know our hearts
as One, You are my star
Two worlds torn, love hold on
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