I see hatred and bigotry masquerading as opinion
I see voiceless people yearning for dominion
Even if it be sour as an onion
Figurative rape by politics, business and religion
The brave ones confined to the recesses of mere thought
Ignorance and pride hiding in plain sight
They've had their women stripped naked and their dignity erased
And their men no different, disillusioned, even more so
I see a people not so much tired as exhausted
But does our anger suffice to redeem our devotion?
To set in place our plans and our unspoken mission?
Put aside our regrets and get our thoughts in motion?
And no, this is not about your personal political notions
This is about what we stand for, what we believe in
What makes us so human
Even you, with your heart two sizes too small
I don’t want to go back to the simpler times
When bread was cheap and water was free
I want to move forward to a time when we can be
When success and savvy’s for you and me
If tomorrow comes and I don’t need to explain myself
And I’m free to express myself
Then I shall know that we were tired
That we were exhausted
And our anger was sufficient
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