Is
just being there enough?
When
the contradictions of reality confront us on the daily
Bentleys,
1000$ bottles, fiat bills tossed carelessly
Strip
club filled with smoke and sex
Outside
yellow tape, blood soaked concrete
Justified
shootings when done by police
Senseless
crime any other time, done by young black men who share similar eyes to mine
No
activity, but lip service
Millions
in the bank, yet no schools run by whom?
The
ones who made it, captured the so called American dream
See
I take issue with those who think we should be star struck, by sales on iTunes
While
another sisters womb is desecrated
By
he who spouts lyrics produced by whom?
Charity
is more than presence
It
is love perfected, social justice meted out
By
care and compassion
Honoring
the ones who stepped here
Carved
paths out the rocky hearts
With
tools of sweat, blood bones and tears
Peace
Peace
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