I should be shedding light on the stigma of society,
how division and segregation reared its ugly head;
and though its been killed in the media and debates,
it's somehow sought shelter and survived.

I could offer words on the issue, share my thoughts;
break out all I can from what I hear, unsure whether
the facts and figures are configured fiction, so my words
are an ember wasting away with the winds, empty.

Where do I stand? Do I stand for the weak, or do I
hold hands with the weak, do I sing the songs that
I dare not speak or do I let myself believe, this is just?
This is just.....society reverting into its primal form.
Until nothing but ash, bones, dust and destruction,
is all that remains.