RACE TO JUDGMENT
Make no mistake
I was born into this skin by some cosmic design
bigger than your bigotry and bigger than mine
and whatever the divine purpose
whether to learn, to teach or just a high-level practical joke
what you think that you see in me
ain't necessarily what you're gonna get;
so cross the street and let me be
cause your right to judge me by my outwardness
is tiny compared with my right to be me.
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