Miseducation To Violence Poem by Darrick wiggins

What did I learn, what is my mind contol by;
does the society of matters make us more
stronger or weaker;
there's so much tragic flaws that I hear our
spirits cries;
who supposd to protect us from our
vindictive, unattainable leaders;
I want to know who's really in power;
is it god, certain matters at hand, or the
uncircumcized bad cicumstances;
these deception of traps make our
knowledge of self devours;
which controls the ostacle path of our
instances;
which eliminates the living subjects of
life;
as the unfortunate souls are being
invaded by forces of carnage;
it disturbs my well being in sight;
it decays our intelligence of a well
being image;
can we behold and stop the violence.