HOW MUCH LONGER BEFORE WAR

From behind a screen of glass I do not hide my feelings nor my knowledge of my thoughts, as I see through my own eyes the hurt and pain and suffering and death of blood spill by destruction of what use to be of compassion and love and humanity. Remember when we use to meet up and hang out with each other what happen to those days, as they feel like so long ago just images of illusions from lost time, from socializing as human beings mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually. Remember when we use to live in life without the restrictions, on the way we use to think subconsciously about how we see thyself or each other, for the world has suddenly change as night and day due to the same present of racism and hatred, as it is taught as it is learn to those of a weak mind which creates mere separation of race and creed and color. For are we not of the same blood that flows through our veins, for if you shot and kill me  as I do to you don't you bleed the same color of blood, for what makes you more superior than me for what makes you unique as individuals. For it seems nothing has been change over the course of history, for here we are face with the abuse of power and control of the mind creating fear of what is called life for all. For some reason I am starting to believe, that you will never be satisfied with what you already stolen over time, for it's not in your nature to be able to treat others who are just as equal. For history as never truly lied for even now, as I compose these unspoken words to describe the senseless violence and murders against humanity and life. Remember when your ancestors who took the lands that never belonged to them, yet they passed down the seed of destruction and hatred and death within you and even through your children's. For even though it seems like there will never be justice or freedom or  peace, a change is gonna come for enough is enough of the senseless violence and murders against humanity, as we are of different races and creeds and colors for when you think about it we are  just crayons in a box of different colors who deserves the same qualities of life. Not to be shot down when you are unarmed and hang from a tree treated as a suicide, or even be beaten down after you are handcuff with a knee on your neck or put in a choke hold, till you can't breathe nor physically and mentally abuse by police brutality due to the power of force. For if this is suppose to be AMERICA OF THE RED WHITE AND BLUE, then why must humanity who has come together no matter the race or creed or WHY DO WE EACH have seen the undeniable footage of the darkness that surrounds us as society for when is enough is enough before we have WAR  right here in the same streets.