Are We Living

Are we living
No we are dying
Drug popping and pistol buying
What Kind of seeds are being sown
When taking lives become our own
Who's raising our kids
The streets of death
And the lifetime bids
Father's absence from the home
Mother's don't care they are street gone
Out searching for Mr. Wrong
Wondering what he has going on
No more talking no peace nothing left
A hard sentence of street death
Falling tears....still weeping
Sleep and still sleeping
When do we awake
From the violence of self-hate
Outraged when we see others taking from us
Taking a trip on that murderous bus
Not uniting
But constantly fighting
Hate consumed
Crimes unjustifiable
Less hate
More love
More peace
Mind and souls at ease
Ignorance ceased
Wise up
Rise up