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Saturday, August 20, 2011

One World


If I cant see myself in the books
No bady talk about me
I don’t see no famous creoles
On stage
I only see dem take a line and a hook
Then where is my motivation
To come and make innovation
And mek things look outrageous.

Let me hear about my ancestors
They did things I would imagin
There most have been some inventors
That makes things work like an engine
It might not be so sophisticated
I know dat,
I can see we no get that kind of privilidge
But there has to be someting
That can mek me proud of my gibrige

I’m confuse
I’m abused
I want to make things come out gud
But the people who have the
Responsibility to teach children
About something of those who I would admire
Because they are my same color
And my same colcha
I can see the things they see,
Jus cause they are the seed where I com fram.

Do yu see what I meen to say
I have to identify, di ones I can trust
I have to communicate to someone I understand
And then I need to copy from someone I like
Just because I am I
And them was them
But yu cant accept us
Because we are we
And we will be we, as long as we live
The same people on earth
I hope we could see a beautiful day,
When all people can say
We are all alike, we live in one house
Under the same rules, because that big house
Of biutiful colors is the WORLD.

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