We all know the bullets have no name,
Murdered by a gunshot wound is the game,
But who is really to blame,
The gang, the armed person, the police,
Screaming for justice, begging them to help us, please,

See we all know that bullets have no aim,
But there always a name to be convicted or claimed,
Whether it a white victim that has no media fame,
But when it's black or Asian victim, a cop is framed,

See we all disagree or agree that racism is systemic,
But don't you see that race is governmental war, is catastrophic,
Maybe is all polemic,
That culture and race, is the source and problematic,
That human race isn't one at all, but in a state of psychogenic,
Believing in a justice or higher power,
That hating on the opposite for there history,
Will give them absolute power,
But yet it's still very much contradictory.

See I maybe the best friend or every label you know,
But I prefer Truth and honest,
Over the fiction and built upon lies,
That run our lives from now, delivering that deathblow,
Cause everything is comparable, but nothing is ever modest,
Cause even anger, happiness, murdered or natural, everything dies.

See in most cultures, you are disowned,
From your family if you're dishonest,
In some countries, you get ******,
For crimes as promised.

I don't hate communities, cults or religion,
Cause even in beliefs that committed crimes of Indigen,
See everything has morals,
But still destroying our ocean corals,
God's and Goddess are mortals,
But never seen by any portals,
I don't belief in the messages they spread,
Or the pages that wrote to be read.

See I believe in Deities not Gods or Goddess's,
I believe in Mother Nature and connections,
I thrive upon hatred and goodness,
Cause personally it's all in reflections,
I still hold faith that humans are my brothers and sisters,
But love my wild brothers and sisters more,
Whether am wounded or full of blisters,
Free my spirit, run with the pack, even in Wolf's lore.

See I don't have bullets, but I have a name,
I don't have a game, does that me being lame,
Even to connect me to humanity, just to blame,
Here a gun, a knife, even a match start the flame,
Yes am white, blue eyes, even dark hair,
But am I really to blame for how other treat you, is that fair,
You're religious or hateful, condemned for the one I love,
Should I really show that I care,
Or fear my eternity, because of someone above,
Or dismiss a book of common prayer.

See I don't judge like the mortals,
I live life by jumping each hurl, walking through portals,
See I don't care what's your religion, gender or ****** orientations,
live life by waking up, examining each daily collations,
See I refuse to see skin colour and culture,
Just to focus on mine, also dream of a better world in the future,
See the only joke I see is the news and social media,
Creating the world, that is known as Acedia,
So you want to say something is woke,
Then wake up and break the yolk,
So you want to say something is phobic,
Learn the definitions, become presbyopic.

So blame it all on Race,
Play the victim, government just played the Ace,
You scream you're angry at those in power,
But you're lover cheated, now you're acting sour,
So you want blame all society,
Playing the victim, relying on government or law compliancy,
So you want to blame homosexuality,
All cultures suffer from father absently,
So you want to blame religion,
Acting like another generation carrier pigeon,
We can blame the cancel culture,
Removing freedom of speech, basic human rights,
Say good bye to our future,
Cause nothing going to be same, but the Northern Lights,