You're black and I'm white.
They say "us", together, isn't right.
They threaten us and scream.
Maybe, one day, they'll run out of steam.
Your eyes are brown, mine are blue.
They don't see what I see in you.
All they see is your skin and color.
All I see is your love and valor.
We stand under a lot of abuse.
Sometimes we wonder, what's the use?
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