Jasmine J Walker - QTNA

My white brothers and sisters
There's things I gotta know
My white brothers and sisters
There's things I gotta know
What would you do if one day you woke up
And it was a crime to be you
Not because of an ill moral compass or a bad work practice
But what if your fraudulent error was the color of your hue
How would you cope
What would you do
Would you try to fit in
Or would you push the society limits
Would you tell the world that
It has no right to decide
Who should die or live in it
Would you be able to sleep
Breathe or eat knowing that
Your loved ones might not make it home
A joyful day would easily become a tragic event
In a matter of seconds for you
I wonder
You got your hair braided
To the back
Got a couple of black friends
A black Benz
And even got a couple of black kids
And you think that gives you the right to tell me
What being black is
Where they do that at
Nah don't hold back
Like Joe I really wanna know
How you would feel if you were me
This world through my eyes
The same could you still see
These are questions that need answers
Please, please, please
Come up off your privileged seat and tell me
Signed, a curious black woman sincerely
My white brothers and sisters
There's things I gotta know
My white brothers and sisters
There's things I gotta know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta know
I gotta know
I gotta know
My white brothers and sisters
There's things I gotta know
My white brothers and sisters
There's things I gotta know

Written by:
JASMINE WALKER

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