Blind

Cloudy vision, nothing on your mind

new day, new dollar

running out of time

"Gotta grind for whats mine"

or so they say

unaware that it isn't just another day

For some people, they just woke up in hell

blazing sun, creepy darkness, nothing of value in their life

not even considered human anymore

Alone, cold, just an empty shell

You walk right by them

Smiling faces.Not a care in the world

All a facade

Why can't you notice them suffering?

Is it pride? money? Saving face? A girl?

We all have our reasons and they do too

That doesn't mean things should go unnoticed

Spirits broken, Environments destroyed

Communities ravaged

Nothing new

Turn a blind eye, the other cheek

to the truth

''I don't wanna know''

"It's not my business''

"I have more important things to do"

Excuses

What if it was you?

Your mom?

Your dad?

Your brother, sister, cousin... twice removed

The situation changes

It all hangs on what you do next

offer a helping hand, start a petition, million man march

boycott, sleep outside, chain yourselves to a tree,

make picket signs, save the whales, stop the violence

Just pick one and see

Don't remain blind forever

You need to be the best that you can be

For the future generations, our ancestors

For you and for me

Like I said in the beginning

It just isn't another day

Night falls, sleep calls

Time catches up to us all in

"The End"