The Veil Pt 2

If behind the veil I see clearly Then may my soul's Eyes remain there To see clearly What is And what could be For I to sing with my Soul songs of Freedom And yet. My darker flesh Is not at peace For pieces of me Are scattered here And there Across a diaspora Of pigments That do all suffer The sin of discontent Disconnected one From the other Black, Brown, White Deeply knowing Things are not right In plain sight. Reaching for ideals Dreaming in techni-color Following a rainbow That neither begings or ends So our hopes fade slowly As Liberties are eroded By hatred's Fear. How dare we praise God, And neglect Human ties That bind above and below Aren't our foot prints Sublime enough to Know The paths and oaths We should take for Righteousness' Sake, Or do we bleed on Weeping into distant night? Is Equality a begging Question Or fundamentally a sound Philosophy in a world Where eyes only see Materialistic and Monetary Value What of the fore fathers' ideals? Boxing with God within Hollow walls and arenas Drowning in shallow merky Waters Uncommon the appearance The form all the same We hide in shadows Ashamed of where we are Further away from truth Giving reverence to a lie Severing all that can be Light to dark Night for day. The Veil of We, Still waters Do run deep So must we return Our untimely fate Back to God. Kevin Guru©2017