"Why"

The pressure of existence

Causing my life to be inconsistent

With the rising of the sun I knew

What was meant to be done

Like the changing of seasons, I 

Knew for a fact it wasn't going to be easy

Alone I stand a single star in the night

A silent figure as I rise with the moon

Previously chained bonded held down

By society, being told what I could never do

Being told what I could never change

What I could never acheive

The darker complexion, the one I've

Always seen in my reflection, the one that was always to blame.

The hate that never seemed to be contained

Engulfed our souls, changed our worlds

Yet, a single strand of our people

Compared to a thousands strands

Broke those chains, rose with the moon

To become the silent figure who looms

Over with the moon

Who looks over the daily battles that

Society throws at him

Who looks over the racial discrepancies

That are said to him

"You're smart for your kind"

"You're quite intelligent for  your race"

"I clutch onto my bag whenever  you

Enter the elevator cause I heard your kid of people

Like to snatch bags"

"You're not good enough for this job , you're just not qualified"

But...not being qualified is just

Another way to sugarcoat it

Because of our skin tone

We are labeled as a threat

To society

Because of our skin tone 

We are labled as a threat to

Humanity

A darker pigmentation has held

Us in chains

Two centuries later and the Negro

Still not free

But all we ever did was be human

False acusations off of  false asumptions

Bang bang the policemen  gun sang

Before we could even excercise our

First Amendment

But all we ever did

Was be human

You cut my skin, I cut your skin

We both bleed the same blood

We both feel the same pain

We both shed the same tears

But why are we treated so differently

The lackof intelligence you people failed to have

Held us back

But, brothers and sisters

Now we are stronger

Now we are wiser

And now we shall overcome

 -Audi