The Dialogue

You sent it in a telegram, like that makes it a secret And the desperation was received, but I don't wanna hear it You wanna claim the wonders and keep them shackled to land The world you know from magazines through the eyes of a blind man And sometimes, I see us trying Some of us are learning, past denying It's not directly our fault, But the history of our skin makes us complicit You said your rights were stripped away, just like you're in a prison But you've never known a jail cell, you've never been hemmed in Life for us is comfort that's not afforded to all And I wish there were no margins, no lines to divide us at all Believe me, I've been tone-deaf too And I have a lot to learn, just like you So stand up and share this weight We can learn and rise above before it's too late.