Your own eyes

Oh I wept, for 40 days, till I didn’t care

Revolutions aint televised, the battle fields all around,

The real wars in front of you, you’ll learn about it with your own eyes,

like a raging thunder, rolling on over and over like endless waves of sea,

Yes, oh yes, come here my son, you are a soldier boy now son,

And Yes my boy, yes,,, you were born into it,

all around you, friends and loved ones, people are falling down,

There will someday come a time to dry your weeping eyes,

Now you will be led on, and let down, watched, stalked, followed, your every action,,, recorded,

Damn their eyes son, damn their eyes,

Race on race, skin on skin, rich or poor, classes divide,

Man, Woman, work things out,,, don’t just sit around an holler,

They may make you think that you are in complete control

that you can do what you want, every breath is your own,

Every thought is brand new, Damn their lies son, Morning or night, let your words be your own,

It’s a war of hungry disease,

a war of science and faith

Damn their eyes son,

It’s a war of employment and slaves,

a war of schools and of gangs,

even sometimes between man and his wife,

Damn their Lies son,

Just be true and Watch how you carry yourself,

Now, don’t forget who you are, it’s alright to take care of your self

Though stumble you may fall, life it always goes on, carry on son,

I know who you are, and what you been and will go through, carry on,

I’ll be here right beside you, carry on son, I’ll take care of you, carry on