I sit alone in an English garden
And gaze in awe at sunset sky
Where colours paint a masterpiece
So exquisite to the eye
From deep maroons to orange fire
It fades into a yellow fan
And sprinkles specks of fading clouds
That sink to rendezvous with dawn
And as I marvel at this display
In silence and at evening’s rest
I think of those so far away
Undergoing violent fiery test
Across the sea and over time
A million voices rage and cry
At evil acts by law’s decree
That can no longer be denied
Where justice is not black and white
And hate’s hunger is so overfed
For authority is on white pages
In ink that reads a bloody red
An army of intolerance
A brotherhood of hate
Bedecked by badge of bludgeoning
And tazer in each state
Crushing spirit and stealing peace
While demanding our respect
While shocking limbs and rocking lives
And kneeling on the neck
Instilled with warped ideology
That debases human mind
Tainted white superiority
And so divided of humankind
But where is hate’s validity?
How is it justified?
Where is their authority
To harass and to divide?
For none can claim to be the first
To be the proudest purest race
For America was full of colour
Before Europe found that place
Did these men not swear an oath
To “Discharge faithfully and well”
And defend all citizens equally
And truth to uphold and to tell?
And did they not then seal their oath
With promise solemn and divine
Proclaiming liberty and devotion
“So help me God” the final line!
And what do we know of our creator
Is he so hard and partial too?
Is God’s likeness just Caucasian
Or is his love both fair and true
His words are there for all to see
In the Bible’s pages plain and clear
That God does not show favouritism
But loves all those who hold Him dear
For when the greatest artist made
The races that dwell on earth today
He used a pallet and brush of life
And a million colours to stroke and splay
For this world is not black and white
Nor grey or dull and monochrome
But is crowned with dazzling glorious colours
No shade is missing, no not one
So if it pleases God to paint
This earth in colours of his love
Then surely skin of many colours
Must be a gift of God above
So please Mr Police Officer
Before you terrorize more souls
Because their skin is not like yours
Be sure you know your cause and goal
For it is not for liberty
Nor for honour that you whack
And do not think that God approves
Of your vile prejudiced attacks
For you dishonour that badge you wear
And the land that you protect
And every blow you turn to black
You kill the law and lose respect
And in case you think me biased
And writing to support my kind
Please know I am male and white
And just like God, I’m colour-blind
