Without the lights,
attraction is like the wind;
floating between spaces dim.
Burdens decay about self-beauty,
for there is nothing to see...
Only feel.
The blind would see,
hence better than we.
Porn fades burned,
sounds completely learned.
No more lights,
hardly to fight,junkies have no plight.
Indeed without the lights;
colored can find their rights !
Feminism remains voids,
no longer are they below boys.
I can finally have a friend,
no fear of discrimination.
Should we cut the lights
or improve our sight ?
attraction is like the wind;
floating between spaces dim.
Burdens decay about self-beauty,
for there is nothing to see...
Only feel.
The blind would see,
hence better than we.
Porn fades burned,
sounds completely learned.
No more lights,
hardly to fight,junkies have no plight.
Indeed without the lights;
colored can find their rights !
Feminism remains voids,
no longer are they below boys.
I can finally have a friend,
no fear of discrimination.
Should we cut the lights
or improve our sight ?