Feb
17

Poverty under the Stars

How can there be so much division between everyone?

Why we asking questions, like we don’t understand? We act like it ended, when it just begun

Have we become blind, deaf and mute that we no longer demand equality?

Like we were asking for a commodity

How do you expect me to continue to pray?

Few make millions while the rest of us stay hungry with no pay!


Capitol hill, for Capitol Kill, time to know your capitol right

They talk bout the end of racism- now it exist just simply out of sight

YES… colorblindness, another concealed attack

While the majority of those incarcerated are still Latino and Black.

These, the same kids that are killing each other over a block

They have nothing, other than being between a hard place and a Rock


Obama for president doesn’t mean things have changed, he is just one of many

Problems haven’t stopped- look around we continue to have plenty.

How loud do we need to get before they hear us?

Why do we listen when they are saying things are getting better… “Trust just believe us”?


Now we hollering, and the world’s listening,

Opposition building up, corruption starts fizzling.

How many people must die before we take a stand?

How much injustice in the world before we lend a Hand?


Inequality’s only a problem when money’s involved

If we cared about genocide, hunger and war we’d try to resolve!

Instead we continue to create Iniquality, where peace is found in a war for oil

Meanwhile we ignore death, corruption and poverty on our own soil


Time is money, I have neither… I’m wasting both paying tuition

We try to ask questions… we’re told to be quiet and play our position

We stay hungry for knowledge, food and commission

We gotta make a dollar out of a dime like we a magician


Kids where we live go hungry to bed suffering of malnutrition

They want to makes us believe that is a third world condition

But please tell me when was the last time you saw a hungry politician

We want our basics needs met why are we asking permission?


We gotta feed our minds before we can change the way we are treated

We gotta mobilize our people so we are no longer cheated

Brake these chains of acceptance, and escape these bars

That stops us from understanding Poverty is not only under the stars

Slider photo found via Flickr.

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