Freedom
Let freedom ring, well I been hearing the bell ring for years but no freedom.
I see all my people struggling not just in the ghetto.
Look around another brother killing another.
Getting locked up thinking it is the lyfe.
Sisters showing butt and chest thinking it will get them respect yeah right.
Then wonder why no one wants to take care of their seed.
Jobs turn us away because the way our names are pronounced.
Turn to drugs and start selling their lyfe away by the ounce.
TV shows down play our communities and showing the power of greed.
Then turn around and say the community they want to help feed.
Confusion of religions not realizing we worshiping the same Creator.
Trying to out shine each other but reality is what if we all are wrong.
"Not suppose to question" ,but hiding behind a book will not save you from the end.
Fighting wars we put ourselves into no better then the people we killing.
They use to say we would never make it but that's just an excuse.
Obama showed the world skin color can't hold you back unless you let it.
First black president now serving two terms.
So what is your excuse?
Copyright © Artist Of The Mind | Year Posted 2012
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