Normally I'm writing a poem but today is more of a rhythmic tale based on true events. By the end, you will see what I live and why hypocrisy is Amerikkka, Blacks and those conforming. I had a conversation with someone who proclaimed to be Isarelite. After hearing his stance I did research based on a need to learn something new, of course this wasn't new information. What do I mean?

There's an interjection of beliefs confusing the image of spirituality and religion, thus...