Is my living in vain

Is my living in Vain

Is the color of my skin in vain
Is the texture of my hair in vain 
Is my religion in vain
I will not die in vain 

Can we relate to the same pains?
I live with the pain of my ancestors struggle in my veins 
Its hard to cover up the scars 
When we silently losing this war 
While our mental system is sleep
We rather sacrifice our own kin
For fortune and fame 
When it’s clearly analyzing the game 
But we carried this mentality like fuck everything 
Is my living in vain
Can we relate to the same pains ? 
Is you feeling my struggle as a black human?
When you go on day by day trying to live your best life with ignorant people 
Does it define us as equals 
Blind sided by the enemy 
Convince it’s all happened because of me. 
Facts. 
That’s why they envy me because they’re not me
It was prepared for us to self destruct
But I’m self instructed 
To guide my people whoever look  like they been through war who have carried these scars... 
We still at war. 
Is my living in vain 
Will you ever feel my pain?