Golden Rule
What is wrong with our nation?
I don't know why our lives revolve around discrimination.
We have our share of freedom but just a little taste.
We abuse our power by putting others down.
Color and size...why should it matter who wears the crown?
We wonder why kids kill themselves everyday.
What else are they going to do if they think it's the only way?
How do you think the kids feel when their parents say they can't date?
Not because they're too young but for the other kid's race.
See the tears coming from that girls eyes.?
It's all because someone said she's oversize.
And he completely gave up in school,
Because someone called him an ignorant fool.
Words can be used as a blessing or a weapon.
How we use them is all our decision.
So before we say the words that'll put them down,
Stop and realize Karma comes back around.
We seem to forget what we are told in school;
Treat others as you'd like to be treated:Golden Rule.
In reality we are all the same. Putting others down?
Honestly, it's lame.
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