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It Does Not End Here


For a second be civilized peer through someone else's eyes who was once terrorized unfortunately we are mesmerized by not the ones who cried by not the ones who died but by the ones who lied blatantly in our faces as they slowly traded places and classified certain human beings as cold cases nowadays all that sells is sex and tv shows about car chases and all we seem to value are our nikes adidas and asics lets go back to value the leaders that destroyed the racists guided human beings without consideration of gender or the color of their faces where did all of the MLKs Malcom Xs and Susan B Anthonys go it seems that everybody nowadays wants to put on a show we have to bring back the greatness we have lost and fight again for this freedom and bring meaning to the lives it has cost we must embody the great leaders who fought for this cause so take a look in the mirror and pause ask your selves "how must we change the world?" because at the end of the day it doesn't matter if your a boy or a girl everyone has a dream and the right to fulfill it is not to only the ones who skin color if is cream it makes me scream as i see tears stream down the faces of the hurt as they force us to dig our own graves in the dirt as i preach to crack the chains in half just as the whips cracked on our backs regain the spirit to fight again until virtue has conquered the world and only good must remain because all around the world evil hurts the weak and the score is 666-0 and evil is on a winning streak i know the future seems bleak we must keep up the fight for the meaning of civil rights because this war does not end in america and so must go on until the world embraces its character.
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