Black On Black Crime

Injustice runs ramped in the streets, were our brothers and sister are looking for refuge... Gee
where skin is thicker than love within boarders and mankind is not at all kind towards the same kind of pigment.
Because of the higher orders that bring chaos in all kinds of orders, blood sweeps the streets and covers every square while in red sheets.
For the lifeless bodies rest their heads on pavements where their souls rest in restless peace.

In the concrete jungle, it is survival of the fittest for those who bare witness to the greatest of killings;
Feet are stamped with speed were souls in fear are sent into the land of the free, just not to be free.
Trying to find that slice of bread, for the families to be feed, before they go to bed, with one eye open sleeping in a bottomless bed;
Making means to gain some spare change, in exchange to send some spare change back home to escape bomb shells;

for it must be cold in hell for all is not well were we are from and dwell, for it is covered with war as a spell.
hope and faith have eloped, fighting a common cause with stones is the only way to cope, as the mortality rate is an upward slope;
hatred strikes fear in the air and death is the only thing to stare which is a constant nightmare.
Mother nature must be terrified of the genocide that lies before its very eyes with contrasting scene that seen with murder and laughter coming together.

Looted and burned shop, grace their presence as the economy drops, as the new 9-5 is created at shabeen spots, and the country's way forward through the government is just constant flops
Tell me if this is something that we call normal, for the approach to it all is up normal, with sadness tainted with madness and love has given up to surpass this.
when will we walk hand in hand, when we have reflexes of handing each other death sentences with no reconciliation of repentance.
Ignorance is boasting with pride, for its wearing freedoms skin, and blends within societies getting people to think, this is as normal as sin.

We are made from the same image as God, but we fail to read, in between the lines and be colour blind from this Black on Black crime