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For a friend of mine, or many
Black Red and white,
do you know my grandfather once asked
"what do you see on those black mans faces?"
He was old and ruled by the white man's rules
He was arrogant to the new way's of life
There were people who were truly all seeing in
Black and white
I replied to my dear grandfather
"What would you say if I saw into them grandfather?"
He looked at me curiously
"We are all red on the inside, you can't even argue with that."
He grunted and kept to his white man's ways
I always have seem in black white and red to this day.
do you know my grandfather once asked
"what do you see on those black mans faces?"
He was old and ruled by the white man's rules
He was arrogant to the new way's of life
There were people who were truly all seeing in
Black and white
I replied to my dear grandfather
"What would you say if I saw into them grandfather?"
He looked at me curiously
"We are all red on the inside, you can't even argue with that."
He grunted and kept to his white man's ways
I always have seem in black white and red to this day.
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