Is just being there enough?
When the contradictions of reality confront us on the daily
Bentleys, 1000$ bottles, fiat bills tossed carelessly
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