Beyond Walls

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93955
United States
36° 37' 18.0732" N, 121° 47' 57.5412" W

Beyond Walls

Chris Justice:
The tender delicacy of his anatomy was to forever live in infamy
In a society, where his "kind" was not treated as an human being
Due to People believing that word of they're god was violated
Upon the vibrant horizon of one of the many homes of the holy ghost
his pastor preached, shame on those whom opposed against the sacred scrolls
Abominable spirits filled the room, as he grew uncomfortable
In the back row sitting next to empty chairs, doing an outcasted prayer

Praising the brutal exodus oozing the truth out of his self
jeopardizing the grip of his own mental health
Fallen within' the well of loneliness
as an adolescent outside wondering where the statue of legends?
Screaming in the void "give us the right to our existence!"

By passing eugenics genocide, showing pride
With his right ear piercing, Walking in blue jean Levi's
button down white shirt and a tie
Residing In the area of misguided youth, as G Craig Lewis decried "faggot"
The same anger that filled within' renegade bandits of the white night riots
Is Boiling internally. . his heart raging, with the eagerness to be heard
Abide by tradition wishing, he could march in the New York streets alongside Craig Rodwell
Gaining the strength to say what he felt like those before him

Among-st the disgusted ignorance, that generated fear creating bigots
Burning more bridges in our mankind, rewind Oscar Wilde
committing a sodomy "crime" to his same-sex, that shall remain nameless
Convicted under Leviticus 18, the Victorian view of "gross indecency" is simply making love
under a lifestyle of human lust
the sensual touch with any gender is crushed under the romans scripture
to capture condemned souls, although matthew states to love your neighbor
some continue to ignore the words of they're savior

Awakening violent eerie leftover debris of fasten fascists breathing racism
Crash into Asians, Europeans, Latinos and blacks
Leaving an devastating impact, on what's suppose to be the unassailable
relationships as one, united people
yet we're an unequal Civilized melting pot
Segregating against the next man who oppose the male box

Standing outside the four cornered stall, drawing his scars out on the bathroom mural
Parts of A rainbow Phoenix growing out of the cracks of an black deprived heart
As an reflection of spirits overcoming horrors
next to the image of an outline earth auger, on an green and brown planet
blue water falling into a bag of faces filled with innocent respite souls
other stories told with bullet holes and phone numbers
decipher gang writing to discover terrifying world wonders

Reflecting in the mirror is a demon
a product of destruction disrupting the social norm
modern day cold war crying faith
tears dropping the iron curtain between himself and the inhumane
grabbing a dynamite and a crane to go beyond the walls before him

Ayanna Melody:
Ain't I a woman?
Sojurning for the Truth
with this rhetorical question,
And is baring small breasts
Not proof of this lesson?
That you judge based on fruit,
not the gardener's intentions
Cuz the road to Hell is paved
in her pantyliners
You have to pay to take a stroll
but what's the greater toll
The dent in your wallet or rib cage?
Who misplaced her heart?
Abusive boyfriends tore it apart
She tried to cling to the pieces
but you don't think of that as she drops to her knees, it's
just sex, doesn't matter her reasons
Ain't I a lady?
without charm or grace, she
sifts through memories
of aborted babies.
She who is without mistakes
hold tight to that stone
cuz it's a cruel, cruel world
living life on your own.
From places of privilege they pass judgement
It's her life, but she doesn't run it
this kind of strife, she never wanted
Contemplates the knife, but she's never done it
She is circumstance's bastard child
But you call her "bitch"... "whore"
You write her aliases on bathroom walls
but you'll always need one more
because your judgments are limitless
against the broken and defenseless

Video Information:
Directed By Ayanna Blount
Shot and Edited By Tiffanie Ly

Song Information:
Vocals Recorded and Mixed by Chris Justice
Additional Singing Vocals By Ayanna Blount
Music By TaeBeast

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