I am a black man
Though my skin is white
I have crossed the Jordan
And seen the fires
Burning
In the hearts of innocent men
The lies have been told too many times
But truth can't be hidden from the eyes of God
Stand back
The screams of the deaf have shattered the stars
Visions of the blind, blotted the sun
And mad men rage at the tightening noose
Justice hanged
With a civilized cord.
Take my black heart
Nail it to your righteous cross
Sing your pious anthems
From your bright cathedrals gold
Flags flying, trumpets blasting
Will the noise drown out the shame
The hatred masked in a wooden horse
Or will you hear
The incessant rankle
Of thirty pieces
Silver.