
A Message to A Generation
Are we like beasts
in these streets
because our skin is dark
So, that makes us a mark
A suspect, a criminal
A message so loud,
not subliminal.
Are they scared of our minds?
What we could be
It's our time.
You can't kill the dream,
it's alive,
it won't die.
Paid by those
who sacrificed their life's.
You might try to bury us,
but we refuse to die.
We will live.
We will rise.
We will speak out against injustice
against others
against us.
We will take action
for our actions,
refuse to be stereotyped.
We will stand,
we will be fight
not with our hands,
not by might.
We will educate,
and be educated.
We will celebrate,
and be celebrated.
We will elevate,
and be elevated.
We have overcome the past.
We will not be turned backward.
We will live,
we will love.
We will keep on marching forward.
About the Creator
Lady Tolbert
Music and poetry are embedded in my soul, and in this space I get to let you take a peek inside of me. I hope you find something that makes you smile, ponder the meaning of life, laugh, cry, shout, kick up your heels and dance. ENJOY!!



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