the other side of racism
how does the mere sight of the arab or the black person in front of you become this burning spinning ball that without rest frets your heart,
you want to talk a little too much a little too kind, that is, you run from the violence he awakens in you, denying it, giving it the opposite face and body, but it is just the other side of racism,
so you treat him like a fucking prophet, while he smiles sheepishly, knowing exactly what you think,
and so the snake talks with its forked tongue, undisguised racism or political correctness, the same scorn and violence, the same hell of heart
how does the mere sight of the arab or the black person in front of you become this burning spinning ball that without rest frets your heart,
you want to talk a little too much a little too kind, that is, you run from the violence he awakens in you, denying it, giving it the opposite face and body, but it is just the other side of racism,
so you treat him like a fucking prophet, while he smiles sheepishly, knowing exactly what you think,
and so the snake talks with its forked tongue, undisguised racism or political correctness, the same scorn and violence, the same hell of heart
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