Show me your warranted outrage Show me your unjust acts Marking history with hues of shame Coloring your very existence
Show me your broken parts Show me places in you That have ached for centuries
Show me your women that hold up the sky Every breath filled with Hope for a tomorrow that is able to be hopeful But knowing that any moment Their only joy can be ripped from their hearts Breathing that hopeful sad prayer that's been handed down for generations To daughters in dishes That neither nurish nor please the palate
Show me your countless legacies of pain Trying to live the best life regardless Still striving to shine Despite this grayish tinge of disdain
Show me your young men Mob deep in despair Flailing in probated darkness Anger deeper than untraversed ocean For losses untold but still felt
Show me systems designed To align your neck with ground And yet you survive
Show me something Anything that can earn my sympathy And garner my respect I dare you