Tell me why every black person int the world are different?
There is just do much tension
From the good to the bad
And from the sweet to the sour
One lives and dies every hour
From being criticized when were to black
From bein conceited when were light
We judge each other by just one sight
Tell Me Why we have to suffer
When little children cat get their supper
Becuz daddy cat pay the bills
and mommy's out poppin pills
Big brothers out sellin drugs
and lil sister was killed
Tell Me Why we have to be trashy to be black
and why we have to carry a pistol to have each others back?
Why do we have to call each other nigger
and not let anyone say it that doesn't fit our figure?
Why is everything in this poem describing the bad things about black people?
I don't know...
You Tell Me Why?