Black Baby

Black Baby

Oh, black baby,
Your mother’s a whore,
Or so your father says.

Now you can’t be sure,
For you were two when she went away.

It’s ok now,
You don’t really care,
Your father loves you,
You can tell when he touches you there.

Oh, black baby,
If only you know the truth,
If only someone could see you.

Heaven is not a place called Hell,
But you will never be able to tell.

Oh, black baby.


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