"I say....if it comes to a verdict,
Of all who walked through this planet,
Who do you admire most?"
The white race who resides far away,
He who hardly comes across my way.
He has beaten his troubles on earth, so they say.
And is riding high in suspense, conquering space
If anything, in pursuit of excellence.
"And who do you loath most?"
Well, with the same breath, the same race,
Who resides with me in close quarters
His skin rubbing mine to death -- I fear
His overbrearing confidence.
Copyright Haileselassie Girmay