Old Railroad Track
Awaken to a beutiful picture, in the skyline the sun shone bold
God's perfection, perfect day for me, pops, and granps to take a stroll
Shot the breeze, enyoy the day and converse on current topics
Unitl we were unexpectely distracted by a too familiar object
Three generations converged in a conversation while on a breif walk
Expressions turned stone as our progression came to a sudden hailt
Rage abruptly swelled as open eyes gazed at intangled wood and steel
Blended with acceptance, knew at this boundary I had to yeild
Beyond that border dewelled those with pale skin pigmentation
Basking in jubulation as a result of their respected social situation
Established prominent school systems, six figure annual incomes
Decision makers, promise brakers, my town's key holders of wisdom
Left me envy stricken, longing for the lax life on that side of town
Cross the tacks, where peps with my complection were seldom found
Unless engaging in meaningless occupations for less than miminal pay
While aquiring uneasy glances, pre-generalized to posess criminal ways
Are we such a plague to your presence? All we want is some respect
Instead listening to mumbles of "nigger" come from under their breath
To be percieved as equal instead of branded with pesant status
But that reality is a dream where low self-esteem runs so rampit
Surpressed by our environment, victims of generations of bad habits
Hard to find life's quality when quality of life is barley sub-average
Guess the more things change........the more they stay the same
And although mangled and weathered those old tracks still remain
So I allow the rage to subside and replace it with peaceful compliance
Unhappily acknowledging two disconnected races unspoken alliance
They don't encroach our boundary.......and we do the same in return
These lessons in racisim many generations have been forced to learn
Yearn for change to no avail, was unwillingly compelled to face facts
I can't cross thoses old railroad tracks............................I'M BLACK
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