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Observations (From a Young Black Girl)


My naivete has led me astray from the real world. This wonderland in which my mind obtains is nothing more than a fallacy The eyes of wisdom have opened and realized this newfound knowledge is really my reality My brothers and sisters are killing one another Hating each other over trivial situations Love no longer governs this earth. I am confused with this sudden migration. It has built up for years and we have encouraged it We've dug into the stereotypes and accepted. There is no one to blame but ourselves. But the reason for this situation is hard to comprehend. What happened to our population? What led us astray from love? It isn't just my generation We've all neglected the Man up above Pretty soon it'll be our children's children. These fabricated and misplaced feelings Those ugly misguided dealings Morality is abandoned. But hey, what do I know? Am I just a "foolish" teenager? Does my age constitute my wisdom? Is my opinion invalid to the common middle ager? I may be but a mere child But I've seen and heard a few things And if there is one thing that I do know It's that love is all we need to save this world Just a small observation from a young black girl.
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