Whether you're racist or not?
Accept the freedom of others to protest.
Maybe from your perspective, they are wrong.
Then that's just your opinion.
Then you probably part of that group that still enjoy so much freedom.

Secluded in your neighborhood of security.
Trying to deny other group their chances to achieve their dreams.

The group that use political rules to hold others back.
While they use the same tricks of the trade to get ahead like in the past.
Then, this is probably too much truth.

The Civil Rights Act didn't advantage everyone.
Just stated to offer opportunity to everyone with out your hatred involved.

Oh, sure the group that cries freedom also the one crying foul without realizing where others are coming from?
Then when exposed as a little bit hampering on being a racist.
They like a politicians use they miscontexted my words.

But they the words that you said.

Don't cry any amendments about guns without addressing the freedom to protect and speak.
Strange when companies won't recognize a union that this same group cries foul for unjust fairness to get raises.

And attack those crossing the line to still provide for their families.

THE GREATEST thing about America is the freedom and rights with this country to do your will to certain extents.
Why?
Do you think others travel miles to get here?

Everyone, has the rights to do whatever they do?
Within reasons.
Some laws dictate things you can't.
It's within your rights to be a bigot.
It's within another to defend themselves.
Within reasons.

Truth hurts.
Especially those that feel their feelings being trample upon.

Think about what created hostility??

It's like history of anyone.
We only going to showcase the better part of anyone.
And the worst of others according to the writer or reporters.
And it's within your rights.

I tried to write of you.


I really tried to write of you.






\i don;t know Why i't didtn work---


I tried so hard, I tried
so hard, but it
was just a sign--
just a sign-just
a
sign.

Scatter the glitters
onto the velvet sky;
I'll pull it over me
like a blanket,
Kiss in patterns
of a soft good night;
Willingly,
I'll embrace it.
Knowing your hands
made it to keep me
warm and safe;
Dreaming of you,
the Night-Quilt Maker,
to whom, my love I gave.

In this great big world wide knitted spiders nest
I wear a medium size long sleeved silken vest

If you can't beat them join them

Interfaced with a fascia on a blank screen
crissed cross veins on my eyes in a bad dream
and it's Friday so where is the ice cream?
I'm not playing this game
anymore.

Inactive action men
Barbie murdered Ken
and then Teddy ran away
I'm not playing this game
anymore.

Captain Scarlett got old and now he's captain Blue
the Avengers have avenged
and now what can do they do?
Tom Thumb grew up
Tin-tin threw up
the peaceniks blew up the past

If I last until this morning's through
I know exactly what to do
but
I won't be playing with anyone and especially not with you.

He walked the streets a begger
they buried him like a king
he played a six string guitar
he wore no golden ring

She had the voice of angels
survived a valley called death
then fearing no evil
she passed every test

They wrote the songs with sunsets
they walked the line together
they stood in a ring of fire
in love they burned forever