This World
Who am I?
What am I?
Where am I?
How should I?
Why would I?
Can I?
As I look with unseeing eyes
At a world ready for demise
I ask these questions in my head
I can feel the strength of my forefathers
Racing in my veins as I journey farther
Into this world set upon inequality
Putting up a front for all to believe
This world believes they are doing the right thing
Got to work, school, laugh, play, jump, and sing
And the only ones interested in equality
Are my brothers and sisters, my dark skinned family
We have fought this battle for hundreds of years
And yet we are still fighting I fear
We have one of us as President hooray
Yet they won't give him respect and give him his name
I look upon this world and I cry
As evil wrecks havoc day and night.
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