You're undecided.    You ride a fence but that fence divides.    No side is still a side.    A look in your eyes says I hold myself above you.    You can't see through my skin.    Hey, don't think that I ain't counting all the things you do.    I'll hold a floodlamp to you and burn you in your awful truth.    Born without a choice of race.    Held to blame and put in place.    See through skin and look at all that lies within.    I know that this can't cure it but if it bends and ear then hear it.    You, watch what you do.    You've gotta unlearn it.    It's a sickness that keeps returning.    You need open heart.    Enough of your joking.    You're gonna wind up choking.    Some words still can kill.    Hey, what kind of friend would understand a joke,    Could stand a joke so cruel?    Hey, color's just another number tattooed with a blunt old tool.