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The Inward Outlook


PHASE I I have big dreams with standards set high The same-old same-old, with me, won’t fly I live in a country whose president looks just like me Don’t know who he’s working for yet, but we’ll see I thirst for knowledge in the past, future, and present The potential shines within me, very luminescent I’m learning that my goals come with a heavy cost Whether necessary or unnecessary, they soon won’t get lost But wait - land of the free? & I can’t be what I wanna be? All because of money? Ain’t that funny. PHASE II Born on the cusp, I feel a lot of things The mix of emotions can be very interesting One minute I’m driven on a high of happiness, The next minute I flow in negative emptiness But wait - you’re a man, you can’t cry Standin’ in the corner, why you shy? One can’t know positivity without negativity It’d be a crime to fight the energy flow within me. PHASE III Born into a cycle of religion, I never understood the concept of division Until I realized the amount of actions stemming from hate, And concluded that this should not be our fate. Our spirits come first, our bodies next That’s even stated within the religious texts We all want the same thing; we all want to be loved That’s a sacred teaching coming from up above A person is a person whether they’re a Christian, Jew, atheist, or even a Muslim Think about that the next time you discriminate We need to evolve, let’s wipe a clean slate. Racism still present in a subtle state Races ostracizing their own kind at an alarming rate Evil on the rise, and it’s taking control Those in power want to steal our soul Trying to keep the children from knowing themselves, Creating stereotypes to keep them off the bookshelves You have to realize that there’s more to race Than your skin, your demeanor, the makeup on your face Because if you think race is just a color, then you’re blind Your ethnicity is your state of mind The oppressor will always be far behind Your answers are within you, you will find But only if you’re willing to look within Free thought is not a sin Thoughts have the power to manifest Train them to reflect your absolute best Do what you love and love what you feel Your heart is the portal to all that is real Take the time to admire the silence Your conscience will guide you to your destiny hence The vibe you feel when you express yourself Don’t ever let someone put you on a shelf It sounds so simple, just make the negativity cease Love yourself, and you’ll remain in peace.
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