Testimony pt.2

Imagine a land, where your friends meet the end before they see a cell
It's overcrowded with men making babies before they can feed themselves
We hustle through the rain, sleet, and snow for gains we'll never know, 
Seeds we'll never sow, dreams will never grow cause we can't crack the shell

I seen his hands in the air on command of crooked cops, heard "accidental" gun shots
Body drop, tomorrow nobody cares tho I hear his scream echo every time the sun drops
Stand-offs like living in a western, "Why'd you take his life?", "He made the wrong gesture!"
Shot him dead, he never owned a Smith and Wesson, or Rooga, well shoota I have 1 question

Where did the love go?
A cold heart started the movement to sink our TITANIC love boat
We were born with all the the same that greatest had, from brain to toe
From a poet that had you and I in mind as he wrote

A poem that could change this nation facing discrimination
They expect you to fail before you can spell occupation
But why shouldn't they? Your worried about the news, your food,
your shoes, your shirt, your mood, your work, their worried about accreditation.

Long story short, If you don't think anything else is important
Your faith in your own ability is key, your freetime isn't cheap
Your freestyles aren't trash! Slash the last word, next might speak
truth and break free the sheep. Show the way, I'll let you lead!  

                                                                                                          - Pierre Sanders