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What do you fear? my sweet, white, racist friend you do not fear all that I print and send do you shake in fear at the voice of black and brown? does colour cause you fear or is it the words and sound?
Just what is it that you fear?
Listen to your fear my sweet, white, racist friend yellow red brown and black all belong in a primitive shack you don’t express your fear my sweet, white, racist friend you hide it rolled in a carpet smiling sweetly like a puppet
Just what is it that you fear?
Is it your loss that you fear my sweet, white, racist friend? just what do you fear you lost? nothing gained at all cost the loss of power is what you fear? Is that so, sweet, white, racist friend? It is not me you fear for sure I am as white as you and just as pure |
