It's so prevalent
No day passes without a mention
Be it a Devine prophesy
The apocalyptic revelation

To be human is to war
The unfortunate experience of battles Unknown
Thoughts that occupy our inner minds
The traumas of war are real
Are there winners in any war!
It's clear that there are victims everywhere

A distraught progeny
Desensitised through their experiences
Dispossessed of their inheritance
Disposition end from what they hold dearly
Living a nomadic existence
Despised whererever they go
Disintegrated from society
Due to a fear of the Unknown

With its roots embedded in the ground
The plant gains its vitality
Nourishments painstakingly climbs
Reaching its peak
The blossoming of the flowers
With the canopy shouting out loud

Aren't we all just trees
Rooted yet not literally grounded
Trading the rugged roads
With occasional stumbles
Refusing to fall.

We know the ground too well
It's where we came from
As we shine
Lest we forget what it means to us

Big power has took hold again
Lies paraded as half truth
Discernment has been lost in the process
Theirs hearts opened up to manipulation
Hatred fills their hearts
Through long standing acquiescent norm

Arise from the slumber
Power abhore vacuum
Greatness shall thrive in goodness
Lest we forget the root
It never ceases to bring wonder
To those who chose to stand their ground

23 Year have passed
Since your life was cut short
Each and every one a painful reminder
Though filled with hate
It teaches us to treasure
The life cut short
Despicable as it may seem
We still have to live
Asking the unanswered question
Wont you speak to us

There is never justice for the dead
Their quietness never provides the answer
Its never how but why?
Take a life you didn't create
Even if you created it you still have no right to take away
We vehemently condemn such acts
Silence is only but a crime
It is a luxury that many cocoon themselves with
Choosing guilt over shame
But is there shame in speaking out

Difference doesn't constitute death
The Stephens, The Trayvon, The Sobczak
Who will be next?
Is it me? Is it you
who KNows
Hate has no safety net
We ought to stand up against oppression
no BLooD is worth spilling

What was, is not
Without history how do we know
The past only exists in the tales of historian
Memories of the past made real today
Swimming in the creation of their minds
words have the power to sink or float us
It's not just a matter of fact or fiction
Rather it's how the distorted facts rule
A ruinous life is not worth living
Delve and tread carefully
History is nothing but His Story

A passive segregationist policy
We've build high walls and gates around us
Living in enclaves, digging our own caves
The sin of wanting to belong, to be close to our own!
Who is our own? Aren't we all the same?

So blinded and closed off from the society
What's the point of living if only to be same
Variety and diversity builds
It keeps us on our toes
Our strength lies in our weakness
Sometimes is better to need than to have

What we need is to move from our comfort
To learn from our faults and get better.
Prepared for anything and embracing everyone
you can't wait for change!
Better start chasing it.
Nothing changes but ourselves
You must be prepared to embrace weakness
To make you stronger

What a ****** society
Everyone wanting something for nothing
Not giving a **** how it's gonna hurt somebody
I just don't want to feel entitled
Ain't I entitled already
Who's there to tell me what I need

The life we've lived ain't good for us
We **** everything and we struggling to breath
The air is polluted with ignorance
But the mind is beautiful if used diligently
If your not careful your own thoughts will hold you captive
Enslave you and maim you spiritually

We just don't want to feel entitled
We are already entitled
To have dreams and see them through
To have friends who will hold up
No ones deserves to be pushed under
To fly you must get rid of that garbage that weighs down
It's our time, you me and us!
Stay focussed don't worry about being entitled