The End

The principles that I thought I understood no longer serve me
Judging a human based on their character, and not their skin,
Was the way it was supposed to be.

Seeking knowledge I turn to the professor
I was given no quarter, and forced to embrace my fate as an oppressor

There is no repenting and our children must forever carry our sin.
Subversion of our principles and thought,
This is how our dream comes to an end.