ignorance
They say "two eyes are better than one"
After seeing pain, I rather have none.
Being ignorant, seems easy to me.
But being blind, made it harder to see.
Were not invincible, we can crack
But we refuse to became a united pack
We rather eat our own-self greed
Yet we won't give bread to the poor that pleads.
And we favor one "race" against another.
But we are all sisters and brothers.
Is it because my pigments two tones darker?
Is it because I am from some place further?
"God" I cried, "let me see my pain!"
And the ignorance was wished with the rain
The pain was Looking at me in my face
The same me just a different race.
For what we could not understand, we looked with hate.
And the same with them to decide our fate.
The only agreement was war, and bias unity
And as I looked I saw those that wanted to be free!
But they were oppress by those of closed and hard hearts.
The one who says when it ends and when it start..
And they feed hate to those barley out of there cocoons, who gable it up.
And they pass the poison in one bias cup.
But finally being able to see clearly.
I slapped the cup, and they began to fear me!
Because now I can see and tell the lies they told.
Being free of ignorance is 1000s times more than gold