Toleration

Toleration
We are walking in white hot, bright, tight, spot light.
Let’s not don’t get eager now, don’t look left, don’t look right.
Our faces are old but eyes see with baby clarity:
They hate you They hate me.
We aren’t tolerated here No!
They say words to make us turn invisible
We aren’t tolerated here
They say words to put us in our place.

You give me your hand, stand, and long range plan
We might not break even here or rule the master-land.
Your eyes scare me with sincerity but scar me in accusation:
I don’t hate you (please, please) don’t hate me.
We ain’t tolerated here
Let’s make words that make us indivisible
We won’t tolerate it here
Until we say words to help us make our place.