Sebastian Oliver
Gathered amongst the privileged ones
And born into a trust fund life,
There was born to an arranged couple
A child they named Sebastian Oliver.
And though father and mother
Jockeyed for front page recognition,
And sisters fared well in high society
No amount invited this Sebastian Oliver.
The Cardinal red teemed with trophies
And glamor, his thoughts went to right and wrong
He vowed to break the cord,
And fight the war never spoken of.
This boy, Sebastian Oliver.
And it was on this one night solemn,
In the rainy cold, that this entitled boy,
Made his stand for righteousness,
This young Sebastian Oliver.
The Avenue of glitter, he ambled down,
a sight so gross to his eyes,
Turned his wits adverse,
This no one, Sebastian Oliver.
For in the fall evening, classmates all,
Surrounded a young man of color,
with curled lips of hate
In front of Sebastian Oliver.
Not of this world, but born into it,
To thwart the Devil's children, did
Human inalienable rights, exercise.
This young man, Sebastian Oliver.
And so with blood and rage,
as they trampled underfoot
a lightning struck those doers,
This man: Sebastian Oliver.
"Halt the hatred, you who despise peace
for I am here to take up arms,
For the weak and threatened,"
thus spoke the strong Sebastian Oliver.
And the story goes, that he saved one life
that night, but in truth was much more:
for they whose atrocities were exposed,
came to see the strength of Sebastian Oliver.
He died that night, after all the blood
And horror waned...
But lives on, martyred for love
Was this hero
Sebastian Oliver.
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