Yellow sun is judged by the colour of her skin
The half is perceived as the content of character

But the mind is traumatized to an inglorious war
Where patriarchal foils and feminist foils can't see
Beyond the man in the mirror.

Jackson sings if you want to make a change begin with the Man in the mirror

Whose image is that?
Sand or Strands?

How could it be that the half lamb half tiger did not simmer in the abridged sun?

But locked away in the ambition of a little black son matched with the enemy of Alli decades before the stereotypes of stories flushed out the Blushing of a goddess for an aspirant

It was strands that saw sands
No
It was sands that saw strands

A debate or a frigate?