Mindset of a Halfbreed
Being mixed with two different races
Is like being bound in bold colored laces
Easily spotted out
Faces turn from smiles to pouts
I can't help two people were in love
Deciding to take the flight of beautiful doves
And free themselves of the prejudices of this world
In the early days of my ancestors in most cases
Racial inequality had been the basis
Of course their was no wedding
No leaping cross the broom
For if their had been
Surely sorrow and weeping was in store for the bride and groom
Learn your lessons from the past
Somethings are never forgotten and will always last
Copyright ©2006 Toya Denice Washington
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