rage of the forgotten

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rage of the forgotten

Submitted: September 01, 2010

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rage,

black rage, as we turn the pages of time,somethings never change, like a million pound of lead, so much blood shed,and many shot dead

shackle,bound face down on the ground, they said,search their jackets and pockets treating us like moppets, or a broken bulb socket,,inappropriate,seizure and, behavior,oh how we need a savior,cuz they show un no mercy,

they are heartless,disrespectful,and neglectful,they try take away our rights,to stand up and fight,,no  peace,no,justice,no liberty ,lack of education,a disturbing and, distorted nation, dirty looks,and torn up books,,hateful intentions and detentions

rage,

black rage like a speeding  car, like a fallen star, over medication making us high,  blood on thier - fingers the sounds of souls cry,,police brutality oh how they lie,,, low self esteem and low morality.damage emotions,this is reality.

 there are shameless,killers,no respect, a physical command to hit the deck,,we are mentally-in slavery.mindless,blindness,saddness,oppressors,in god we trust, but the crys for freedom in the shadows and dust,for equality,unity,integration,to be heard,oh rage let us out of the cage,

we want just to be love, a cry for peace,to live,to give,achieve,and express our many talents,and abilities, yes we are people of the rainbow, we bleed the same blood,so, why prosecute,rebuke and chastised us

are we just like u,, can we all just get along, emotional break down,,too much greed, oh how they want  and need to be in control , hatered and misunderstood oh the thats life in the hood,

rage,

black rage like wild animals in cages,wishing,and hoping for the taste and feeling of freedom,the forgotten scars, and hateful words,like a gaping wound,, the pain and suffering,we bear being sacrifice and crucified

black rage in the minds and soul of the creatures of the nite, now in the light,give me vision give me site, and strength to fight,oh so much sweat , blood and tears,we must write the wrongs, oh lord for forgive them, teach them to get along.

for they know not what there done, black rage like pirates of the sea,like the howling wind at the top of the big old oak trees, where the hang my brothers and sisters,like the fire that burns within the belly of the undead, but with faith we can move ahead,and

remember the forgotten and the dead, black rage like the ligions of doom,from the womb to the tomb,like the flame from the pit of hell, black rage still burning inside us, as we turn the page,to be better modern day worriors.and men,


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