The broken ones

I'm inspired by so many things
Shiny rings
Soulful beings
Entrapped in a land of gray and black
I volunteer myself to be the spark
that makes the people react.
Just my luck this time around
Morale and motivatation are on the decline
Down further than the Earth's mantle
I just don't know how many people can truly handle
Collectivity
Some type of unity
How come we don't already have this,
Are you kidding me?!
So you mean to tell me
Most in the world are care free
Refuse to open their eyes,
afraid of what they might see.
My peeps need to use their peepers
Instead of contemplating on whether it's cheaper
to keep her
Or hoping that this man will help you pay off your Visa
If you just stop and realize
The lessons the elders could teach ya
Raise these babies up so they can be the feature
of the land.
We are the people.
Who's going to save our souls now?
Peace and blessings to Gnarls Barkley
The only art they know are the markings
on the side of buildings
Anyone creative......
They marked me
Hunt us down like a sharp shooter
We must shoot off our knowledge to school her
and him
and them
Even the lost ones
The forgotten ones
The broken ones.

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