Am I a black man in a white mans skin
Am I  the fire that comes from within
Am I to be held responsible for my cultures catalogue of sin
I have no idea of where my history does begin

Maybe I have the wrong genitals
In possession of a body that doesn't follow natures rules
Not a mammal just reptilian with a cold beating heart
Still not knowing where my history does start

I see the same as you through my narrowing eyes
Blinded to the unknown but I can see the lust for the lies
I didn't see a heaven as I climbed high into the skies
And never found from where it was my history did rise

A cold past
Shall forever last
Your story mine
As we all walk the same line
But around us all we build that fence
Never knowing from where our history
Did commence

Your land, not your war
But who was it that let them in the back door
It was you, it was me,
Trying to set our people free
Words spoken
So easily broken

Our futures merge
Our history we should purge
What has gone we cannot forget
So let's try to embrace that which hasn't happened yet
The value of our existence
Our great resilience
To relinquish our pain and move ahead
Our history has shown that far too many have bled