Are We Living

Are we living No we're dying Drug popping and pistol buying What kind of seeds are being sown When taking lives become our own Who's raising our kids The street of death And the lifetime bids Father's absence from the home Mother's don't care they are street gone Out searching for Mr. Wrong Wondering what he has going on No more talking, no peace, nothing left A sentence of street death Falling tears ...still weeping Sleep and still sleeping When do we awake From the violence of self hate Outraged when we see others take from us Taking a trip on that murderous bus Not uniting But constantly fighting Hate consumed Crimes unjustifiable Less hate More love More peace Minds at ease Ignorance ceased Wise up RISE UP