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When will hatred die?


For those who hate me, I only have one thing to say

Why does your loathe and hatred grow by the day

Do you have a justifiable reason, or is it just pain

Because I’ve always been curious to know what you gain.

What exactly do you hate, is it my clothes or my face

Or is it the sole fact that you’re ignorant and despise my race

Cus’ you see, no matter what you do I keep my head up high

No longer will I worry, or allow myself to cry

Just like those before me I will continue to walk

And I’ll ignore the racism actions I see down my block

The solution to Racism and oppression is in the pool of morals and I’m willing to dive

Because I want to stay as that generation that keeps hope alive!

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