Racial Injustice
It’s really all about the money
Pitting black
on white
Telling lies
Making them
fight
So they don’t
organize
Greed ain’t
funny
They say if
you’re from the hood
You can’t be
any good
A disgrace
An inferior
race
But it is
clearly understood
When they
declare war
They’re happy
to take the poor
Hatred’s deep
kiss
Racial
injustice
The good old
boys
Have a circle
thin
To share life’s
joys
They won’t let
you in
But if you
betray your kind
You will find
They don’t mind
An Uncle Tom or
two
But for me and
you
Well we get this
evil analysis
Of racial
injustice
The satanic
wisdom
Of this
insidious system
Everybody is
fully aware
That it ain’t
fare
But they don’t
care
White man
hating what he sees in the mirror
Snorting
cocaine eases his pain
All so his life
vain
Is seen all the
more clearer
A strong man
don’t put others down
Like leaders
don’t need a crown
But these
jokers pale
From Harvard
and Yale
Are
superficial, artificial, comical clowns
Inflicting us
with their frowns
Hear them hiss
Racial
injustice
This Pilgrim’s
pride
Land of the
brave
Was purchased
by genocide
And built on
the backs of the slave
But if you take
a look
In the history
book
You’ll see none
of this
Racial
injustice
The list is
quite long my friend
In fact this
poem may never end
But God is good
And it is
understood
In Heaven’s
bliss
It will be
totally free
Of racial
injustice
