The Raging Bull
There is a raging bull inside of me and it's not because i had an awful childhood, wasn't traumatically bullied, but it's because i grew up poor. A second class citizen of the rich, not because of my skin colour, though that might too have something to do with it, but because of my parent's financial 'non-status'. I have white friends equally as poor, equally as discriminated against and equally as angry. It's not because of our skin colour's that we rage inside, but it's because we were treated unfairly, not by our teachers, not by our parents, not even by our peers but by SOCIETY AT LARGE.
