K C Jackson

Rookie (12th June 1984 / Norwich, England)

A Reich Best Dead

Black, white. Does it matter?
I peel off your skin and I peel off a black man's.
We are all the same colour now.
Perhaps you need the pain; then you will see.
You will realise that soon you will be alone.
No-one cares for your kind.
Can you feel reality now; can you taste it?
Taste it well, hopefully it will stain your tongue.

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