Broken Pieces Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

I write for the passion
Some do it for
The fashions
I try to educate
To changes people actions

Learning from my mistakes
Hopefully elavating
Your game plan
My message has power

Hardheads
Are what's in now
So im prepared
To recite this poem twice

Times are changing
Its not all about
Your skin now

You can be who you are
You dont have to pretend now
Be careful because
Society teaches us
To sin now

Life is crazy
Your religious beliefs
Makes you a criminal now

Crimes seems to be
Entertainment now
If you want to do
The right thing
Society names you
As the lamest now

Good people are nameless
While the criminal are made famous
Whatever happen to
Acts from the
Kindness of our hearts

Why are us as people
Easly controlled
Why dont we listen
To our inner thoughts

Negitivity has subleminally
Blinded us all
This is why people as a whole
Normally fall

Changing these reacuring
Nightmares
Thats the down falls
Of different race's

People should stick together
To become a united species
All we have to do is
Fix the broken pieces