There's a new charter for humanity,
Where man is free than ever before.
Some freedoms inherited from our virtuous Fathers,
The one that rides in swanky cars.
Some freedoms gifted by our benevolent society,
Accepted by us with reluctance, but accepted at all.
Some freedoms acquired by our blood and lineage,
Bloody, but self-imposed, masqueraded.
Some freedoms taken away under the pretext of safety,
Leaving us neither free nor safe.
But smile we must.
Isn't that the essence of life.
For all whites are veritably our greys.