Turning the tides
Why confide
When feeling despised.
There is no prize
For my demise
Especially when it
Comes from lies.
Prisms spinning
Rainbow with rhythm
Cycling whirlpools
Churn current isms.
Turmoil’s Infernal foiled
Earth’s soil spoiled for oil
Gas bombs rubber bullets
Remove the golden toilets.
Peaceful protest used to confess
The mess we made for our guest
No longer can we smear the mirror with fear.
Disgrace we must face.
Truth was there all along
But we chose to sing the same old song
for way to long on the bonded scared
backs of blacks.
Matter of facts whites tracked and extracted
Lynched without even a flinch
Why so god forsaken always taking
Breaking, faking, shaking, painstaking
Money making, backbreaking, aching, undertakings.
Generations, of demonstrators call for transformation
No more confusing publications for communication
Negotiate Reparation for Compensations
Together with all Nations it is our obligation to
Improve our relations within organizations
Refrain from exploitation save our civilization for all creation.