See what he has become,
A nobody,
Because he walked the lake, bare
Bare in mind,
Now he seeks to avenge.
Avenge! Really?
Of course he can't
The brightest he was
Pride of mother
She weeps in silence
At every gaze,
She wishes he was white,
But no he can't
Until three becomes two,
And two becomes one
He has become empty
So empty like a tin.
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