We should be the melting pot mean come together.
But I notice an ever increasing hatred toward their fellow man
Tolerance for racisim in inexcusable yet many are reluctant to deiver
Got people that say they would help you but they can't even help themselves
There needs to be a reconnection with love sent by way of heaven up above
These are desolate times yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes
The casualities are enormous for a stated cause that's atrocious.
No one has a voice anymore no one is standing in the gap.
It's repulsive to think that we have to go on living by hate.
Time has a way to heal wounds & with time we can learn by our mistakes.
Just call it fate or even faith but by all means turn back to your first love
Then we each can shine and discover the magic of love to flow
Just some thoughts by which to ponder or perhaps a heavenly call from up yonder ?
