I don't want to go ~ where they stood in packs ~ black to black ~cross burned yards ~ white sheet attacks ~ tattered floors ~ see the ground beneath the cracks ~ vacant voice ~ that no one heard ~ spoke in whispers ~ couldn't breathe a word ~ who would listen ~ nobody cared ~ feared the fear ~ of just being scared ~It was your cross to bare ~ your head drooped low ~ too afraid to stare ~ every spoken tone ~ yes mam ~ yes sir ~ you were grown ~ you were boy or you were girl ~ no where to run ~ no place to hide ~ how can you escape from the scars inside ~ and then freedom reigned , inside your veins ~ tried through the fire ~still bleed the flames ~ you ask the question ~ why did you tolerate it ~what a shame ~ "It was just because " ~ we didn't know anything different ~ it was simply the way ~ that it was ~