A Question of Colour

There’s pain in your heart
For being black
And
Making me conscious
I am white

There’s pain in my heart
For being white
And
Making you conscious
You are black

Is it a Whiteman’s world?
In a Blackman’s land

Maybe

A Blackman’s world
In a Whiteman’s land

Or
Has the colour of our skin
Simply confused our ability to be friends