[Lyric] Blacks And Whites Make Me Angry Lord (Father Malcolm Boyd)

Blacks and whites make me angry, Lord
Why does it make any difference to some of us?
For Christ's sake why does it, Lord?
Why do people get there backs up about this color bit?

I got very mad at a white guy today, Lord
When he came out with all the old cliches
During a conversation we were having
He just sat there with a damn grin on his face
Started telling the old lies again about Negros
He never raised his voice
He was always a gеntleman you know
Very respеctable and proper
While he crucified Negros
I felt the nails driven into me too
I wanted to slug him, Lord, and smash his mask
I wanted to find out what was really behind it
I don't know what to do at times like that
I'm supposed to be patient and long suffering
But I become angry, Jesus, angry
And the other day I got mad at a Negro
He was so ashamed of being a Negro
He'd stopped being human
When I reached out to him for a human response
He just burrowed further inside his brown skin
And wouldn't come out
He smiled all the time too, Jesus
Like a smiling dead man rotting behind this mask
I know you've done a lot to wise us up, Lord
But please keep on trying
You've even given your own self to wise us up
But, Jesus, please don't give up on us
Please get through to the smiling white man
And the smiling Negro
And get through to me, please get through to me
Who is each of us really, Jesus?
Are we black and white, or are we human?
They say I'm white and sometimes black, Lord
But what do you say about me?
And about all of us