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Amid Applause

With their voices they always blame
A reminder our skin color is not the same
Talk from the left talk from the right
All they suggest now is the time to fight

Children are dying in our streets
Children are dying as their fetal heartbeats
We all fight within our cause
As we sit on our thrones amid applause

They cross the line to dwell in a better place
To be a burden to the ones that give is a disgrace
Promises are empty like the essence of a snare
Only to abandoned their neighborhoods in despair

My God your God the the trust is the same
Love and forgiveness is the bridge in which they came
If you walk through the shadows with words of red
Society will tell you your convictions are something to dread

Freedom is so misunderstood
To be free from to make us feel good
Freedom is so misunderstood
To be free to achieve acts of good

A choice to make... itís all up to us each and everyday
To make the world a better place before our footprints fade away
buddydog
Written by buddydog (buddydog H Faulk III)
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