Would U

Wen I speak
Do you feel weak
Wen you hear my thoughts
Do you feel caught in the web of hopelessness

Wen I say black
Do you feel its an attack
Or a lack of understandin' on my part
Or just wrath
Comin' from me do you see
Me
As a treat to your safety
Wen I say whitey
Do you consider dat bigotry
If I say I cared not about politics
Would you consider me an anarchist
If I say no to religion
Wold that be considered
An extension
Of my misconcepton
About what u think of me
Do you see what I mean

If I said I didn't smoke
Or take coke
Would you take it for a joke
And cry then wonder why I told such a lie
Are you upset because my poems sometimes make you fret
About the future of things to come

Would you call me a brute
If I wore a suit
Or said I was cute
Do you think I would be a better writer
If my poems were lighter
Spoke more about nature
Or some adventure
That gave me pleasure

Would you love me more
If I spoke less about the poor
And talked about the women I adore

Now after listenin' to this
Are you lookin' for a twist
Or just another rhyme
In the next line

Thew solutions that you seek
Will not be in the streak
Of a pen or even ten line
Of mine

The problems are the same
But don't blame me because I see
That part of reality
That pains
And stains the heart
I came into this life
With neither guns or knives
I made no laws
With all its flaws
About black and white
And whats wrong from whats right
I speak I write of what I see
Of men holdin' men in slavery
Of color class and greed

So don't blame me if wen I speak
You do feel weak
I did not create
Tell me this now
Would u accuse me of causin' a riot
If I was
Quiet
Would you