Lord of My Species

b-LAH-que

I need a new place

New skin and a new face

A new race to take place what burns bright white with hate

And they say I'm just a shade too light

to be right about lives I know only with sight

Doubt what I say, for I'm about to be made

out to hate slaves of our great former days

And you're sure when you see me that I must believe

I am thee most supreme being, Lord of My Species

Give it a twirl, this world of deceiving

  • Author: b-LAH-que (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2018 01:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: I hope this is a thought-provoking read
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