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talkin bout a revolution

Prayers lost under pollution
like innate rights under the constitution 
Citizens raise question receiving no solution
while activist talk talks of retribution 
I raise my fist waiting on the revolution 

Living lives within cages
feeding families off minimum wages
Playing roles in life like plays on stages
stuck within system wondering why the God’s wont turn pages
I raise my fist waiting on the revolution

Rest asleep on tear stained pillows wonder why you have no tranquility
because this system offers no stability
No humility could get you credibility
No degree for availability within a Babylon facility
I raise my fist waiting on a revolution

Spreading Internal and external war
sending innocent souls ashore
Institutionalized racism encroaching the blacks childs core
so much confusion you souls become sore
While, I raise my fist waiting on a revolution

And just humanity begins to adjust to insanity
Mingling with profanity and vanity
acceptaning mental inhumanity
We raise our voice beginning a revolution

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  1. Date: 12/21/2009 12:35:00 PM
    James - this is a very powerful poem I greatly enjoyed the read bro - God Bless, mj

  1. Date: 12/20/2009 6:11:00 PM
    exemplary write. Very well written and expressed, James! excellent.-Robert

  1. Date: 12/20/2009 5:03:00 PM
    Don't wait to strike the iron while it's hot, make it hot by striking! Great poem! Happy Christmas, and a very happy, healthy, prosperous new year, love Simone

  1. Date: 12/20/2009 2:44:00 PM
    Strong words and meaning, we can all feel this pain, good way to cope with what we can't change, good work, keep writting. Judy Riley