Golden Sorrow

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Racism

As tears flow down my cheek like the Yangtze,

I'm so tired of life, watchin'

A race of kings sink beneath the waves into obscurity.



White-washed onto the shores of a newfound land,

Only fools rushed in to the "Gold Mountain."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

circa mid/late-2003

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