Dreams

You look at me I look at you. You judge me and I judge you. This is not fair to both of us. Our first impressions you cannot truest. The time has come- right now. To erase- them all. The stereotypes- we see. Eventually- must fall. There's a war going on. That no one can win. They're fighting us. And we're fighting them. A man gets beaten because he is white. Burning crosses on lawns at night. --- Dreams - 98 Mute