Month: July 2014

Dead eyes

When you look at me with hate,
you’re looking at me with dead and empty eyes.
So every time you open your mind to speak
you’re burying yourself deeper with anger.
Because you can’t accept the fact
that I’m more than the color on my skin.

The way it is

Looks likes its a tuff crowd tonight,
and yes I have stage fright,
but that’s quite alright.
Because my words
will always deliver a powerful bite.

So matter what,
I will always fight racism
first with my left
then the knock with my right.

All this comes straight from my dome
where all my thoughts can freely roam.
And if don’t like what you hear,
then I suggest you stay home.