i dream fortunes,
ink probable proportions
through spoiled portions
of insubordnation,
my thoughts reek black like haitians
to rip accusations
of Caucasians,
i excelled through well known unknowns,
fostered love from broken homes and zones,
distracted by admirable sources
of the same heridiatary forces
that build inmaniciple courses
while they laugh from higher porches,
snap disgusted looks at my color and fallen fortresses,
i'm only a creator of my opinions,
a protector of my own feelings,
i second experiences
that were made possible through your hatred, your closedmindedness,
try to add darkness to my blindness,
but the barriers and walls
that were intended to make me fall,
i conquered them, kicked them over with avengence,
no hate in my eye but my confindence buffs up at your evil words to my alligiance,
i show no grievance,
nor mercy,
just the work, the intelligents, the heart of me,
it's weird how we'er the same man,
it's crazy that only opinions and ideas and feelings separates us enough that you cant stand
to be a fan,
a spectator
because you're afraid that i'm better,
so you discode me by my apperence,
so i tag tem you interference
with my intelligents and perseverance,
my heart and confidence blows through the clearence
that's clouded by your speckles of thoughts of beligerent experience
of your past with my kind,
but i'm one of a kind
and you fail to realize the struggle my kind
through all the time
when they worked for like and not riches
and had to birth bastard and bitches
at your hands and mischievence
and hatred and devience,
i cant explain which half
or which math
that's nice and turn the other cheek at one point,
then again could put you in your place with more than one joint,
shatter your pride like glass,
but what's the use when you cheat characters by defeating one with a mass,
why do we love or hate something that we cant diffuse,
i hate stupidity and ignorance like you hate race but my hate doesnt see color like you