Sunday, September 15, 2019

the spots in their minds can't change

When 2 crooks get together
There is nothing new out of it
It will be back to familiar ground
The bad will still happen

They can paint the house white
Put up red and green lightings
Blast the darkness away
But it is in the back alley

There is the wrong
The rubbish in the tong
No matter how much perfume is sprayed
The bad smell will not disappear

They can paint it good on canvass
The spots in their minds can't change
The narrow minded ways of race
There is nothing but bad faith

The grass can't turn green
The faith of bad lights causing it
The natural light doesn't shine
We can say goodbye with our waves

No comments: