I don’t know why this even B on my mind
But it's been stuck N there for awhile
So I decided I’m writing it down here
& hoping that it will escape from Me
After burying it, N§ide ink & paper
& so here I go, the thought I got:
Today I’m upset at white people with cameras
Who came over 2 the New World - laughing
At Natives who were filled with Fear
And made it clear why – they saw
Photographs could capture the Soul
Then, as I said, laughed at them all:
“Look at them superstitious savages
who can’t comprehend the white man’s
advancements, so they must B confused
by what’s happening – see now? Just how
a quick flash lets us stash a light that
reflected off your eyes” confidently said
When N reality the tragedy of this situation B
How the fools really B the ones with tools
Now being used by children - confusing
The difference between “Me” & “You”
Lacking Ünderstanding of Whö B the Soul
And how captured light isn’t all they stole
Theard ΣY∃ Ӫpening♪P̾𝕽҉ᑢΣ𝕊§
[1st draft]
I don’t know why this is on my mind
But it’s been stuck N there for awhile
So, I decided I’m writing it down here
Hoping that it will escape from Me
After I bury it in my ink & paper
So here’s the thought I got:
I’m upset at white people with cameras
Who came over 2 the New World & laughed
At the Natives who were filled with fear
And made it clear why – they saw
How photographs capture the Soul
And as I said – they laughed at them
“Look at these superstiotious savages who
Can’t comprehend white man advancements
So they must B confused of what’s happening
See now? How a quick flash let’s us stash light
That reflects off your eyes” – said confidently
When N reality the tragedy of the situation:
That the fools were the ones with tools
Being used by children confused
By the difference between “Me” & “You”
Lacking understanding of what is Soul
& how captured light isn’t all they stole