I bartered my commonsense in a theatre-of-war,
for a license-to-kill;
poor people-of-color at will.
My sport was White Supremacy Oppression/
Commanded by: Post Hypnotic suggestion.
Naively, I'm veteran.
Emotional hangover; P.T.S.D.
From legally lyching and humiliating the lesser than,
at the cost of feeling better than; the virtue of color.
Prison issue dungarees never block chemical warfare. I'm a idiot; unintelligent.
Suffering the consequences of resentment.
Humiliation or embellishment.
The hell the devils offer the gods that they kill in they own homeland.
Like people who where "passing"... (for white)
Used Zyklon-B pesticide on the human beings they where gassing...(right).
Man, it's a trip when you think about it, we was all born and raised on the same continent.
The same continent; the same continent. We where all born and raised on the same continent.
Peace be upon you