The B-Side of the BAD Album



I only care about the color of your soul. Don’t enable me to dim your beauty.


Monochromatic

I am black and white

Not because my skin is black

And that I try to be white

No, I am black and white

Because that is simply the life I live

One day, God has bestowed me heaven and all it’s riches

The very next, satan has drug me to hell and I’m stripped to the bone by all its best bitches

All life is right when it’s bright

All life is hard when it’s dark

And no, this is not about race

I frankly don’t care about appearances

Only about the color of your soul

While others are chromatic

Mine are just quite problematic


I wrote this poem hastily today on November 1st, 2024. I saw a rainbow this morning, I saw them as charms. Now, they have a different meaning.

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