See me at the crossroads
the culture is unmistakable
skin shows the shade
but the soul is capable

The eyes don't see
the mind can't explain
but the soul knows
and conceals the pain

The mixture is there
but the mind remembers
It eats at the soul
like blue green embers

No matter the effort
it can't be buried
the burden is there
it must be carried

I dream of the day
when none can see
the soul, eyes, nor mind
no need to flee
It will come in time
maybe not today
but one will discover
and lead the way

For now we must endure
and put forth the best
overlook the ignorance
and flow with the rest

You must choose a path
try to find the road
more crossroads are ahead
with heavier a load