It is so unfortunate to inhale
The choking smoke of racial arrogance
It is so rueful to still burn
From the raging embers of cultural intolerance
That Flicker on the candles of ignorance

It is so lugubrious to reason
With minds that feign intelligence
Only to cripple their understanding
On the critical moment of interaction
Where a wise temper is on demand

I was born on the plateaus
But met you on the mountains
I hunted for food in the Maasai Mara
As you flipped burgers at McDonalds
But I am no less a mind than you
Only if you could listen to my reasons
For what I talk and write about
I really mean to do for a reason