No I am not lying
When I tell you people are dying
You see me crying
Because there are so many not trying
You shouldn't be  starving when you have an option
There are so many children crying 
Because there is no option
Can you hear them asking?
Begging and pleading?
For someone to save them?
Starvation is the reason 
There are 2.6 million children 
Leaving
 every four season
See, every penny counts
Especially when it's something you believe in

So, stop acting like a fool
Wasting food 
When it's  a tool 
In basic survival
For those in need
Now get off your couch and stop feeling sorry
When you can be doing something about it
Don't put it off until tomorrow 
Because there might not even be one
For those starving in places like Africa or even your own state, city, and dare I say it; community.

Home

Somalia
Is next to Ethiopia
In the horn of Africa
Looking like a dystopia
Oozing sadness
Once a beautiful land
Now turning bland
Not many know what they once had
Seeing only the bad
Making me sad
And indefinitely mad.
Yet it's still my home
No matter where I roam
Through whispering dome
Or from Paris to Rome

Yet in this home
Up is down
Left is right
In my home
There is too much fright
There's ****** orphans everywhere
But with all of the fights
There's no one left to care
Up is down
Wrong is right
There's nothing left in our town
Because we fight

My people know this,
My home can't take anymore
But we are lead by the blind
We are now lost
Tearing at our history
At our own land
Forced to flee.
We are unable to gain freedom
From ourselves, we ****
Try as we might, I see no happy endings for this tragic story,
Not in my lifetime.

As we refuse to unite
We strive to end one another
If we keep going at this pace,
We are going to run out of time and lose this race.

They say I am a terrorist
Yet they don't even know my name
They have never met me
And still they call me names
I wonder if they see
That I don't like their games
That I don't wanna play
With my life on the line
See I don't know what to do with theses crazy stereotypes that DON'T define me...

Black, ugly, and fake
That's all I think of when I see you
So black hearted, I wonder why the surface didn't change
As ugly on the inside as you're on the outside, never saying anything that is true.
So **** fake
I don't know what to take
From that ****** mouth of yours...
Playing with people like they are toys

This undying hunger
Hunger for knowledge
Knowledge to feed on
To feed on in the dark and in the light
To use day in, day out
This growing knowledge
Turns into growing hunger
Hunger for knowledge
Knowledge about the unknown
This undying hunger brings

The hunger to know everything
Even if it's nothing
To learn everything that matters...
To you...to me...to her... To him...
Everything that matters, matters
Even if it's small...or big...

They say;
'the more you know, the more you forget. The more you forget, the less you know'  
So what do I know?
How much do I know?
Why should I learn, only to forget

unnecessary lies
Knocking at my door at all times
I can't stand these grimes
Nothing but a bunch of crimes

I fear for thee
Tears I see
Nothing before me
Blocked I hear
Nothing but Leers
Why so queer?
There is nothing to fear!
But if you sneer
I won't come near.
That, you should fear.

I am not a disease
So set yourself at ease.
Don't get down on your knees,
Because I don't want to be teased
So give me back my keys
And leave me alone, please!