You live and you learn
The world still turns
And life is an awful cliché
In a world torn asunder
It’s no mistake or wonder
That things have turned out this way

Get taught when your young
Watch your manners and tongue
Keep calm and don’t give in to rage
The plants of knowledge they grow
Means the less that we know
From the bias that poisons the Sage

It’s no surprise or mystery
Winners of wars write history
And are painted in favourable light
British Empire’s long gone
Belgian’s out of the Congo
But still hiding in plain sight

They infected Black Panthers
With colonial cancers
Uncover the government’s Klan
Its a fact not a prophecy
That government policy
Kills Black woman and man

Power drunk imbibes ignorance
Sucks the blood from it’s finger tips
The hegemonic hangover lingers
The children of Earth should inherit
A system based upon merit
And it’s what the future could bring us.

But instead it feels like sand slipping through fingers.