I am just a teen
Why are you being so mean
Wanna to take a stand
for you to only reprimand
So many people still judged by their race
For there never ought to be such a place
They feel superior and they differentiate
Against those who are different and discriminate
we suppose to live in a socialized democracy
Jim Crow laws will never let me free
they judge you by where you come from and the color
of your skin
for many equality and respect seems impossible to win
painting faces black, doing a song and dance only leads to division and war
just to show how ignorant many people dedicate themselves to these laws
those men who once whore hoods and robes
today wear shirts and ties I’m told
divide and conquer is their plan
kick us out of our homeland
people of color convinced that all is well
a chilling fact indeed
and my mind’s confusing as hell
they seek to kill, steal, and destroy
we can’t let them succeed
or they will use us as their toys
just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss
hell will be your eternal bliss
early Americans discovered had smaller, slender faces, and narrower skulls pay attention
Native Americans closely resembled the modern people of Africa, Australia, and South Pacific I have to mention
without the Cherokees, Tainos, Pocahontas… many would not exist
Christopher Columbus discovered America and so many lies there’s not enough space on this paper to list
we don’t walk around with useless chains
but much credit not given – unclaimed
he scars on our feet and hands still feel the same
oh what a crying shame
God I love you – you refuse to leave my side when I’ m spat at, beaten, humiliated, break down and cry
A world of hurt, hate and lies
a broken mind is terrible thing to face
when one’s world is crumbling all around I still have Faith
Don’t feel sorry for me, my pain is real
I’m not lying this how I feel
You point and laugh, saying it can’t be true
It is for me, just not for you
my clothes, my hair
how I talk, the clothes I wear
cold as ice and black as night
it’s not our heart, ti’s your soul
killing me must be your goal
you’re getting close, no doubt, you know
creeping, lurking, you don’t have far to go
soon enough, you’ll reach the end
you’ll have my soul to tear apart from limb to limb
but you don’t know, you never ask
the look on my face, is giving me away
I wonder, what will you say
how long this will last
many rial have come my way
but let me say
that Jesus has been there through it all
when words lashed and whips gashed
and made me fall
he rescues me and remind me that he’s the one
the one that I can call
no matter how many fears
and when I think I’m alone here
I close my eyes and feel you get close; drawing near
America great
OR
America hate
red, white and blue
Not any different from the colors of me and you
just because my head is covered
it doesn’t mean I’m a terrorist, a killer or a robber
it shows I follow my religion right
but still a soar for your sight
Of course I’m fine, why do you ask
Oh, don’t mind this, it’s just my mask
don’t think it hides the grief, it hides my gripe
I wear it to escape my LIFE