Unanswered Questions

My passion has changed I remember basing my life solely off of The so called Christ Oh how I was hoodwinked into thinking God was the one who sanctioned my people's extinction New to the conscious movement My passion is to move my people The way they are subconsciously moved By the agenda of the elite, it's bittersweet We have passion but we're about the wrong things We have no idea that we can raise ourselves Outta this war we're in We're the lions in the den We want it to end but the question I asked myself is do we know Where to begin We treat our friends like foes While our foes are wolves in sheep's clothes My passion lies in the unity of my people But it seems so far away like I'm looking outta peep hole We realize how deadly the poison is And some of us knowingly has passed that on to our kids We've got so use to dying daily I wonder do we even care to live