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Power driven. Unforgiven.
Lies are spoken. left unwritten.
law that gives us no recourse
But to watch/wait for the source.
Children dying. T-cells frying.
On the park front bench we're lying.
Youth crime commitin'. Respect not given.
Babies born with dreams of prison.
Fathers waining. Losing daughters.
Bodies floating through the water
The cry is loud But to a deaf ear.
The message brought forward But not made that clear.
Do we wait for Malcolm? Do we have Dr. King?
Do we riot and fight like in Do the right thing?
What damage it's been To live in the "Great Sin"
"America the "Free" will be destroyed from within.
The Arabs believe that it's oil that they yearn.
But history tells us It's just now their turn.
The spaniards, the indians, the jews, and the blacks
Can attest to the tyranny the knives in the back.
Wake up! Wake up! Do not give into fear.
Mistake number one, is that We are still here.
To unite is the Death of his deceitful authority.
Because on this earth HE is the minority.
If they hear of these words They will label me angry.
In the times past they would maime, beat and hang me
But what I speak is the truth written down in this text.
People Wake up!! and tell me....... .
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