Believing in a place that’s no longer about race..
Only in a dream that’s what it seems
Sadly we deal with all that tragedy..
It’s sad to see the reality

People discrediting hardwork and equality
We hand out participation trophies
It won’t suffice
It’d be nice, but think twice
A life not scared of the knife

What’s real whats fake
It seems that minorities are scared to be at the end of the stake
No rhyme or real reason
It isn’t a season
That’s the Harsh Reality

One simple wish
That the land of the free
and the home of the brave
Wasn’t the land of the crappy and depraved
Don’t hate me it’s the truth
That’s the harsh Reality

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