Forgive Me Pretty Brown (Woods Response)

Pretty Brown I'm sorry
Pretty Brown I didn't know
Brought up in a white world
Where you weren't as free to go

Pretty Brown I'm sorry
Pretty Brown I didn't see
Privileged in a white world
Where you weren't able to be

Pretty Brown Forgive Me
Pretty Brown I came to hate
The colour of my skin
For some, sorry's come too late

Pretty Brown forgive them
Pretty Brown it wasn't you
But greedy, white-washed tombs
With a dead bones point of view

I accept your apology, now that you do know
We can co-exist in this world together and being together in that world
We can achieve that freedom that you had, that I now have and feel
And express. You can help me with that freedom

I accept your apology, and I'm now glad that you do see
And it is not your fault that you were privileged, nor was it mine
It is not your fault. And I forgive you, and I accept your love
For the same way you accept the colour of my skin and the differences you see in me

I accept your sorry, I accept the colour of your skin, I accept your love
I forgive all of you, for I know it was only some of you and not all of you
And I know those many could not help the greed with which they fed on
With which they thrived on, with which they subsisted on

I know it was not your fault
Now we can live together
Now we can love together
Now we can forgive together