yo tell me what u guys think of this poem(i didnt write it)
Time To Rise
What time is it?
Does it now
Have to be time
For a revolution?
What are the signs?
What’s the solution?
We need to avoid execution
Of innocents
Stop fighting for retribution
Fight in defense
But before that
Try to come to a
Peaceful solution
And remember that
Before racial persecution
Develops into an evil evolution
And becomes an American Institution
With worse hate pollution than a kkk constitution
We should find some absolution, and make a contribution
To a war dissolution
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When law enforcement practices racial profiling
As a regularly accepted regimented method
Of policing, while they’re actually exiling
People hostilely in a facsimile of justice
As they’re distributing unjust tickets
Saying-Of course you can trust us
And when they try to aggravate
Things and escalate situations so they can
Capitulate on an altercation that they’d create man
By excessively berating the ill-fated target of their hating
Which culminates in the state being compensated so they make
Their city rich with ill gotten gains through shakedown citations
With corrupt officers receiving many fallacious decorations
As they struggle to justify their questionable violent acts
They continue to take out their festering hatred in scandalous attacks
And that
~Calls For Revolution~
And when we, as a country
Interfere in the governments of others
Without provocation or justification
Worried more for our oil situation
Than the safety of our nation
Or the secreted location
Of a bomb they may
Have out of sheer desperation
For defense or security, not annihilation
Of the American population, did our investigations
Turn up any information that we could make an interpretation
That their clandestine organizations have an obligation
To defer to us, the world leader you should trust
Cause we are so rich, robust, and free to lust
So deference is a must~What? Unjust?
When was this discussed with us?
Half our politicians smoke angel dust
Still, we entrust the weapons that combust
To this um-political uppercrust, I choke in disgust
And think this must
~Call For Revolution~
And when we’ve spent over fifty years
Fighting for civil rights as we steer through fears
Yet still shed tears over our stagnated careers
Unaccepted by peers, recipients of sneers
Things are not always as they appear
Racism can premier crystal clear
Even in the same color skin
Hatred always adheres
In my ears twisting up gears
In my mind wondering why we can’t find
It in our hearts to abide any type of alternate life
People still choose to be unkind using words like queer
So as a word engineer I can’t help but be inclined
To reach out poetically to all of mankind
To ask if being constantly maligned
~Calls For Revolution~
And when the right to vote was denied
By both sex and skin color we rose up for rights
But now, many decades later, we do not fully exercise
Our freedom and our ability to change things and feel pride
Why?
And when I can’t wear my hair with a style-y flair
Because my style is rare and some co-workers unfairly compare
My hip fashion to their square as they sit in their chair to stare and glare
I just say a prayer and wonder how much despair I can prepare for and bear
I swear!
And when I feel I really can’t speak freely
And I can’t come in because I don’t match your skin
And I can’t dance with who I want or I’ll be taking one on the chin
And I get hated cause of diverse races I’ve dated and a relationship I’m involved in
Damn!
Where do we begin?
Can’t we
Try to relate
And Tolerate
To Rehabilitate
Our Mental State
So We Can Release Hate
I ask for Peace Please
Cause I’m a
Freedom Rider
A
Freedom Fighter
A
Freedom Writer
A
Fire Igniter
NS Philosopher
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