A taste of my toughts

A taste of my thoughts

By Stephen Lake

Copyright 2016

Shakespir Edition 2016

Published by Stephen Lake

Copyright 2016 Stephen Lake

 

 

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Black lives matter

Copyright 9-12-2016

Steve Lake

 

All through my head

Asleep or awake

I hear the cry of the people

Black lives matter

 

Maybe I was born to a different mother

My brothers are the literal definition of the word

But when the sun darkens my skin

We are closer inside and out my brothers

 

Of course black lives matter

The only difference is our hue

I was born a poor white man

There is no advantage for me for a life I ensue

 

I share your disgust

And equal disappointment

I thought the first black president

Would make it more than just a dream

 

Our government facilitates bias

Thriving on difference

For a country that is so great

We can’t see beyond our own propaganda

 

I call upon the people

Regardless of their hue

To show the power of the people

To March upon Washington

Just a million black people won’t do!

 

Eight years and counting

The first black president term is closing fast

There is still time to speak in action

Wail people wail!

 

I understand his fears

But yet he wheels a mighty pen

Call on Obama, A.K.A. Moses

And set your people free

 

You only had one goal in office

The others are all trivial things

Set your people free

In history your name they will sing

 

The future Presidents to elect

In their nature I do not see

Making this change is impossible

Watch them and you will see

 

Act now for your last chance is fading fast

No more excuses show your might

Show the world your power

Demand in Washington your blood right

 

Hand in hand we are tied with an invisible band

We are all Americans

No more color, race, sex or religious differences

We are one people of this land

 

Tomorrow can be a better day

Leaving bias in yesterday

But it will take the will of one man

To wheel his pen to paper

Welcoming us all finally to the promise land

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