(Marcus N. Colon)
Society
Wages war
On itself
With racial bigotry
Who? subduing who?
Whites or blacks
Discrimination of the skin
Not evaluating one's own acts
k** floor: the local streets
Murdering peace
Hatred of another's creed
Excuses of one's own rage
Force feeding racism
Attempting to convince
By accusations toward
Those they won't live with
Inner city madness
Deadly southern states
Everyone's closing their borders
To preserve their hypocrite ways
Cross burning ghostly fools
You've grown this seed of hate
Spineless tactics to bring to harm
You'll reap equivalent fate
Victims of slavery past
Assaulting with their blame
For abuse so many received
Today we're required to pay
Love is close to extinction
Bitterness runs through our veins
The race of hypocrisy
All those who offer pain
Christ the one redeemer
No color in His sight
To offer all the peoples
His harmony instead of spite