Malala

Her mind held dreams that obeyed no boundaries Her dreams held a will that could not be broken She could not be broken She obeyed no boundaries She was bullet proof Because it took a bullet to her head to prove that her dreams could not be lost in the blood shed And she could not be stopped even in what was supposed to be her death bed She is Malala Fighting for education, she took a stand In Pakistan 14 years old A 14 year old speaks up Women speak up People speak up These cowards Build towers In front of pupils 2 blinks… 2 bullets Taliban shot her down SHOT For going after shooting stars 2 hollow tipped bullets can’t stop her. 2 gunmen can’t stop her. She will die a martyr. She will die for her country. She STILL has a price on her head The “man” can’t win in Pakistan Or here I take a stand With my hand on my heart I am Malala; I (she) wish to start The spark Of the new era Of women Of men Of youth I take a stand I am Malala Left for dead In the war zone that is my home All because of the melanin in my chromosome It’s hard to see the light in the dark man It’s hard to deviate from society’s plan Imma black kid tryna make it Eyes look harder at those who are darker Yeah, I’m guilty of using my mind Coz my mind is a weapon I fight this oppression to lead me in the right direction This is my battle When your own try to shoot you down That’s even harder to believe than the matrix. And im Still tryin to explore the greatness Of me They ignore like they don’t know what my race is Whos the doctor cuz im sick of being patient cure the ancient ignorance Of hatred Whos the doctor The waitin room is impatient This is what grace is I take a stand I am Malala I remember elementary school Too young to understand the idea of the future Like what we couldn’t see didn’t exist I went to a school that graduated Less than half of its students on time Like a repeating rhyme Less than half of us were expected to graduate from high school No child left behind Expected to stay behind We were never line leaders Now I’m graduating in the top 10 of my class I am Humboldt park Yo soy Latina I take a stand I am Malala Street corner graffiti with honor students’ blood, Walls tell stories of those who could’ve changed the world, Gun shots, drive-bys The wrong turn or wrong time My education has no deadline I am not graffiti street corner material Finish my education to avoid this rollercoaster, I’m fighting, In the longest lasting war, this isn’t over, I take a stand I am Malala I swore I’d be different Thought if anything would hold me back it’d be myself Never knew the pigment of my skin could mask my potential Society Would no longer oppress me Undress me and place labels upon my skin A sin It is to waste intelligence so I continue to reach Along with my competitors My people These street corners are no joke And neither am I Failure is not an option In Pakistan or the West Side bullets fly And education can die Resist, rebel, demand more We are Malala