Victims of dysfunction
Voices of conjunction
Lives of ever wantin’
Hearts always being crushed and
The love lost
When love died
The cross burned
Their hands tied
The blood red
Tears blue and black
Full of I stepped down’s

And you stepped back’s
Of retaliation
Based on degradation
Of I trusted you’s
Broken bonds
In the makin’
Caucasian and colored
Separated by money and speech
Black and white
These pigments
Their figments
And they’re out of my reach
The war fought
My freedom bought
A game
A fight
Between the have and the have not’s
Between the you got’s
And I ain’t got
Between my dad’s here
And you father’s not?
Huh. That’s rough
Sad story
An African American dad’s story
About how he left us
How he left you
Mom I’m sorry for all I put you through
Full of father stay in my life
So I can have someone strong
So I can have two someone’s
And not just mom
My Mom strong
Black mom strong
Taking place of the dad
That all the while
Was just stringing her along
This is the real world little girl
Treat every second like your last little girl
The kicks and punches
Take in stride
For my World
Is full of intimidators
Have a conscious mind
It’s the survival of the fittest they say
Bruised but not broken they say
Until you have lived my life
You can’t have anything to say
Cause I was born from the roar of when the giant fell
Saved by the light when darkness fell
Called by you
Words of truth
And now I stand
Though black and blue
Places where
Child abuse
And pornography
Is seen as an indifference
A normality
Where prostitution is used to bring home the bacon
When they should have the privilege to stay home
A man staking the claim and
I am a person
An enigma
I’m more than the world views me
I am more than how the world sees me
I am more than what the world brands me
I am more than one man can be
Because I have a voice
And I’m not afraid to use it
Full of opinions
And an innocents cluelessness
I am me
And in the world today
My world today
There is none like me
You will only find
One Chandy