All talk
We all talk
so valiantly
whether of
the past
the present
the future
we all talk
of something
that we should be proud of
and that we are proud of
but are we too proud
fishing for excuses
at every possible moment
im sorry
but i could care
less
what your excuse is
because the journey
is yours
what is shared
is the result
youre right
we are humans
and we have humanity
but this does not mean
SYMPATHY
they have no letters in common
SYMPATHY and HUMANITY
what about
the A and the T and the H and the Y
do they not count?
the African-Americans, the Traditionals, the Hispanics, and the Yellows
are they not people
no they aren't
they're slaves, they're communists and facists, they're rapists, they're aliens
aliens?
yeah, we aren't here
to take your job
just here
to abduct you
to somewhere
far
fa
f
a
aw
awa
away
somewhere that i wish i could go one day
and escape
all the
excuses that you give
because i could care less
what you say
as long
as I have an excuse
to get
away
awa
aw
a
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