By Arcassin Burnham

Told you my struggles of this nation that
I'm raised in,
And you just recented me,
Told you my alias,
But you just have no lucid frequent memory,
Pretend like you care,
Lowering my guard out of all measures,
I fell in love to marry,
You fell in love to plunder,
You had sunny weathers,
While it kept storming in my life,
Swear I could barely par,
I thought you understood me,
Wow ! Some Christian you are,
Your father hates me,
Coming down with a case of racism,
I have no remorse for him,
Whatsoever,
Up and coming requiems,
Life is bad enough with knowing who you once
Were,
Go and drown in your tears,
You don't match my worth.