Power - Poem by Azarel Star

Diplomatic crack addictz, everybody’s gotta have it
America’s funniest, the president is Bob Sagat
Holy Matrimony? Unions broken into fragmentz
Racial Unity? A dream that’s only imagined
Yes I ride in the front of the bus,
But if you won’t sit next to me, what’s the point of the fuss?
And it’s not just you or me or he or she, it’s us
Black or white, red, yellow and brown we all came from one dust.
Because I WAS NOT a monkey, that’s a scheme from the devil’s hand
That’s the only way they can explain why we came from the motherland
IT’S ALL TRAGIC
This chaotic trife nation, I try to keep calm it’s startin to test my patience
Time iz wastin
Heartbeat racin
The world’s been cheated, cut, copied and pasted
When will we face it, the truth of the matter
That in the hearts of every human, Dr. Kings dream has been shattered
Every race will one day eat from one platter
Break bread of Peace as we dwell in these last hours
So as renegade raids turn our leaders into cowards,
As we watch as kamikaze killers tear down our twin towers,
I hope we understand that the originator was HATE,
The same hate that out of the abundance of it’s heart it spake,
It said that it would be better to segregate, that’s FATE
But FAITH is the catalyst to what’s missed,
A reaction far beyond my eyes, it can’t be described from my lips
Cause in the future I see a real strange twist
When people of all races will raise up a single fist
And one little word will be dropped from the phrase,
And this word will be left in the coming of days…….
POWER