A Political Victim...

Broken and battered streets, children screaming, crying on bloodied knees,
Buildings bombed, 
Families, war torn,
Behind those eyes, is an escape of a million miles,
Who gets to judge who dies or those who survive? 
Children's empty shoes, ripped and stained,
A political victim, a better life they only crave, 
The world is hurting!
The world is burning!
Stop the tears flowing from the fountain of our youth,
Growth should be in life and strength from our roots, 
Radicals live in many,
Never the innocent, who are a victim,
A victim of politics,
Some, still discriminate on race and creed,
I wish to love, accept and truly believe,
Believe in others,
Believe in our sisters and brothers,
Believe in ourselves to be better people,
I don't understand the hate,
Maybe, I don't want to,
Why do people procrastinate? 
Maybe, just face the truth,
The truth?
What is the truth? 
We'll never know,
What we do know is...
Broken and battered streets, children screaming, crying on bloodied knees,
Is this our future?
Is this the way we want to live?
Is this the culture?
Is this all we have to give? 
For all that we are blessed,
We're still not ready to confess...