Ebony and Ivory 

The mask that grins and lies
All day
Everyday
I wear my soul out
On these Ivory streets
Penning these Black sheets
That fall
On deaf ears.

Who the fuck cares
About the agony
Of my corded tongue
Wishing to speak
Blood.

And one day
It does.
Loosened by the salt
Undone
By the White lies.
Why you so angry,
Black woman!
On goes the mask.