My father’s white
And my mother is black.
If I ever wished my father ill, I take it back.
If I ever cursed my mother and wished she
Would go to Hell,
I’m sorry for that I did so.
Now, all I wish is that she were well.
My rich white father died in a nice big house,
And my poor old mother died in a shack.
I wonder where I am going to die,
Since I’m not accepted as white or black?