Angry and tired Of America Being in America For this version of America We are dying because of skin color Privilege Watching murderers get away with murder How many times? How many ways? Hands up, hands down Hands that pull triggers Everyone is vulnerable, capable Shot up Justice, Lady Liberty and Humanity What do my peers have? Those tents don’t count Those liars asking for a recount Those scheming are sell outs Who will blink…
Assault and battery No judgment needed No protection against indifference Civil disturbance No payment instituted No inspection of those neighborhoods Burglary Now you are a Porch Pirate So you are too lazy to be decent Fire Now we burn our dreams to ashes So we learn from the aftermath Toxic fumes Need to rid society of this smell Need to send messages that tell My spirit is broken into pieces My psyche is drowning in…
I try to laugh To keep from crying Neighborhood streets Reconstructed as third world countries I drive, I walk, I see Is all this necessary? Really I try to reason To ask those to help Once they arrive They forgot about the other side Money made as intelligence spent On getting to space or Star Trek I try to educate To better my community Offering Healing & Hope Most could care less until it effects…