I thought slavery was over,
not only for the blacks but for everybody,
apparently it doesn’t matter what race you are,
you’ll always be a slave,
a slave to you mother, your father,
you’re a slave inside yourself.
I thought slavery was illegal,
why are we all slaves of the law,
we’re slaves of the government,
slaves of medicine, working until you’re dead,
We’re all slaves always working until you’re nothing
You never will be anything say everyone,  
not in reality but in between the lines,
they don’t want you to see,
you do anyways,
don’t read them because they’ll discourage you,
don’t say anything because you’re head will end up empty
full of the nothingness that is brainwashing
only taught the good
only showed the best
only feel the worst
because we’re slaves
dying in nothing but our hopes to escape
from this horrible little thing that we call *life