Wondering About Tomorrow
faceless faces that conform
evil hands history's born
rage of one controls all
knees are bent before the fall
master's whip scourges flesh
tangled arms lies confess
trains are filled bodies crushed
guilty verdict truth is rushed
hollow lives in a hollow world
death is granted conscience curled
hell is cold desolate space
hating will embrace disgrace
never speak or conjugate
your life they must devaluate
bow your head to their demand
your questions they don't understand
you're not like them a different skin
same God made you, you're not kin
ignorance now a crop in the field
farmers of hate await their yield
insanity forms in the mind of man
from anger's seed tilled in the land
my span of life I've seen sorrow
I wonder aloud for tomorrow
5/23/17
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