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Interracial Dating In The Millennium
Interracial Dating
A hot topic worth debating
Perception innovating
Skin blending given unto one another
Heart-to-Heart for a future lover
Does it matter whose tasting the sweet nectar of your rose petals under the covers
Years ago, this concept on my Nurse’s wish list would never have fallen under grace
Discussion such as this would never have taken place
Racial discrimination, bigotry, or talks to blend the black man’s seed to procreate
Never outside the realm of the darker race
I will give you my thoughts I’m only being straight
Therefore, I hope you can relate
As my thoughts translate
Served on your mental plate
Jim Crow Era, a black man’s notion to touch a white woman, marched to be hung by a noose
Rosewood, Black Wall Street, false lies selfishly created, white man’s mob scene cut loose
White woman’s word, he touched me was all a ruse
Towns burning, citizens lynched, tears of chaos, ridiculed followed by mental abuse
Years later, black man jumping the cotton field fence
I hear the whispers of the African American women, shaking their head in disapproval of its commence
I will add my voice behind reasoning hoping to make broad sense
My belief stands behind the discretion of the narrative’s expense
There’s enough white men, why choose their black man
The African American woman needs love, money, homes, white women can you not understand
Dark Skin Pride
Women, is it tolerable to you to allow the black man to slide
Refusing to voice as your tongue is tied
While taking this in stride
Is the black man considered a sellout
Ivory Cream is his motive within society, to some his ultimate bailout
This world is vast as it goes
Hopefully love continues to flow
Does color matter to me
Without being bias, or sounding like a referee
Distinguished and Affluent men…mmm…the only crayons who colors my silk sheets
I’m Haitian French Creole with Santo Domingo roots and various degrees of pearly sheet contributions
Am I the problem or the solution
Ask me my answer, when my lover has me under the covers, my stallion galloping, my blissful resolution
It’s not a deterring law not to date outside the race, it’s certainly not written in the Constitution
It does not lead to prosecution
Therefore, love as your soul soars
The world is too vast to swim alone to shore
I can’t date outside my race, what would people think
A fish out of water, starves if it doesn’t drink
Fools rush in where Angels fear to trend
Rainbow coalition is always welcomed in my bed
I love, as if I love myself, nothing else from my point of view to be said
Get the concept through your head
God judge under one creed
Plant love with affectionate harvesting seeds
Now if it was me
I’ve traveled the world, surprising thoughts have resolved, people thoughts are more liberal and free
Love, as I’ve always said, it is ordained from above
For anyone to stand in awe of
Could I help it if the person is not my skin tone
My God, emotionally and spiritually we do get alone
Kids and then the home
Bi-racial labeling singing your future song
Could we have been wrong
No, keep plugging alone
Stay happy as the day is long
A hot topic worth debating
Perception innovating
Skin blending given unto one another
Heart-to-Heart for a future lover
Does it matter whose tasting the sweet nectar of your rose petals under the covers
Years ago, this concept on my Nurse’s wish list would never have fallen under grace
Discussion such as this would never have taken place
Racial discrimination, bigotry, or talks to blend the black man’s seed to procreate
Never outside the realm of the darker race
I will give you my thoughts I’m only being straight
Therefore, I hope you can relate
As my thoughts translate
Served on your mental plate
Jim Crow Era, a black man’s notion to touch a white woman, marched to be hung by a noose
Rosewood, Black Wall Street, false lies selfishly created, white man’s mob scene cut loose
White woman’s word, he touched me was all a ruse
Towns burning, citizens lynched, tears of chaos, ridiculed followed by mental abuse
Years later, black man jumping the cotton field fence
I hear the whispers of the African American women, shaking their head in disapproval of its commence
I will add my voice behind reasoning hoping to make broad sense
My belief stands behind the discretion of the narrative’s expense
There’s enough white men, why choose their black man
The African American woman needs love, money, homes, white women can you not understand
Dark Skin Pride
Women, is it tolerable to you to allow the black man to slide
Refusing to voice as your tongue is tied
While taking this in stride
Is the black man considered a sellout
Ivory Cream is his motive within society, to some his ultimate bailout
This world is vast as it goes
Hopefully love continues to flow
Does color matter to me
Without being bias, or sounding like a referee
Distinguished and Affluent men…mmm…the only crayons who colors my silk sheets
I’m Haitian French Creole with Santo Domingo roots and various degrees of pearly sheet contributions
Am I the problem or the solution
Ask me my answer, when my lover has me under the covers, my stallion galloping, my blissful resolution
It’s not a deterring law not to date outside the race, it’s certainly not written in the Constitution
It does not lead to prosecution
Therefore, love as your soul soars
The world is too vast to swim alone to shore
I can’t date outside my race, what would people think
A fish out of water, starves if it doesn’t drink
Fools rush in where Angels fear to trend
Rainbow coalition is always welcomed in my bed
I love, as if I love myself, nothing else from my point of view to be said
Get the concept through your head
God judge under one creed
Plant love with affectionate harvesting seeds
Now if it was me
I’ve traveled the world, surprising thoughts have resolved, people thoughts are more liberal and free
Love, as I’ve always said, it is ordained from above
For anyone to stand in awe of
Could I help it if the person is not my skin tone
My God, emotionally and spiritually we do get alone
Kids and then the home
Bi-racial labeling singing your future song
Could we have been wrong
No, keep plugging alone
Stay happy as the day is long
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