Beware the White Man
Who comes bearing gifts,
His body full of swag
His walk full of grace.
A smile on his mask
As he keeps you in place,
As there is no competing with his deadly race.
His skin is the weapon
He chooses to kill with
Blaming all others,
He can’t come to terms with
Killing his brothers.
For God doesn’t seem to share his belief anymore.
He is no longer better than the poor.
