Prejudice and you. A Sixth Sense.

Prejudice and you. A sixth sense.



I feel that you don"'"t know,

Can"'"t touch another"'"s ground.

You want to taste revenge

But you licked and nearly drowned .

You have a nose for trouble

Of that I can"'"t dispel.

You think I really stink,

Cannot stand my smell.



Like a shepherd hears a wolf

You have heard my misery,

Unlike a door that needs a lock

I am as open as can be.

But you refuse to see the truth

Of that you cannot lie.

For you have only seen

A colour that wont dye.






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