It's Not About Us
It's not about us they think,
as they change the tv channel.
It's not about us they think,
As they turn the
pages of the news paper
It's not about us they think,
as they scroll through their
timeline.
It's not about us.
It's not about us.
It's not about us they think,
As they continue enjoying
their Privileg.
The Privileg of Peace and comfort.
It's not about us.
It's not about us.
Until the tables turn.
Until your family and friends
are been dragged out of
their houses.
Until you are been sold.
Until you are on the
Receiving End.
It's not about us.
It's not about us
Said the bystander
As they kept on walking
Ignoring the screams and Pain
of the victims
They head.
It's not about us they think
until karma catch up to them.
Copyright © Elizabeth Edoh | Year Posted 2017
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