I see beyond the black and the white//
political hatred being justified as a right//
fixated views on our skin pigment alone//
no care for the child, woman, man or their own//
we turn face when hit then the other if must//
lay down our pride for our loved, our daughters and sons//
living in fear is chess playing a move//
orchestrated by tyrants who won't go back to the moon//
the corrupt oversee these shootings in sprees//
doctrinate our religions while accusing our belief//
the hatred runs deep it's rooted with ease//
allowing our children to be mocked and control the violence they see//
this is planned genocide of our people open your eyes//
do you still believe our history although it's a facade, you're living in lies//
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Ruben Gonzales
I write for poetry, for life, to take one's understanding so much deeper then that they know of. I tell the stories with a meaning thats beyond with a feeling that will pull you in.
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