Mar 3
This renaissance mind
has rejected
my being...
I can no longer
accept
the world that
I am seeing,
take shape
of late-
are we fated
to hate?
This race war
it's an
eyesore-
but not a joke
anymore.
has rejected
my being...
I can no longer
accept
the world that
I am seeing,
take shape
of late-
are we fated
to hate?
This race war
it's an
eyesore-
but not a joke
anymore.
