Rise Up

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When we will stand up? Rise up for what we believe?
People fall, children die, innocent people bleed.
A mother grieves, her son was shot and what all was it for?
"Work for your money" they say, but you work so hard and still stay poor.
Take the guns away, but weapons are nothing without a brain.
It's their hands that kill, not the ar15.
You need groceries you can't afford?
It's ok, you can just pull out a loan.
You'll never be rich, unless your ancestors had money,
maybe they have good ties and are dears of the city,
maybe they owned property and slaves in the 50's.
Maybe you're rich because you got lucky, or maybe you exploited other people for their money.
Good people never win, to live you must be grimy.
To afford a house you'll be in debt for the rest of your life,
it's better than just being homeless, right?
The people out here to protect us, all they do is bully and hurt.
Like sheep turn a blind eye but I know you're overworked.
The rich live on, they prey on us, we sit and watch and stare.
They make us sick, they make us weak, they take what was never theirs.
They throw parties wear costumes while we live in fear.
The rich parade on, their heads held high above us all.
At what point in time will this brave country fall?
When will it burn, the cities and the streets?
Someday it'll be too much to just drag around and weep.
What does the flag stand for anymore, when the meaning lost its purpose?
Land of the free, they say, but we are like birds in a cage with our wings clipped.
Even the middle men struggle, pick pennies up off the street.
How can you be mentally stable when you can barely afford to eat?
Why do you care so much about what people identify as?
Please instead identify the real enemies.
Rapists get away and people who smoke weed get the felonies.
Hate the "satan loving" gay, but ignore the offender by night church goer by day.
What ever happened to the separation of religion and state?
We feel like only numbers, because in their eyes we don't really matter.
These laws get passed so "civilized", you climb and fall off the ladder.
You're depressed, anxious?
That must suck, you'll get thrown into a room with no windows and told to suck it up.
You have cancer? You're so sick? You're so close to being dead?
Oh well, you don't have enough money to get off of your death bed.
The children aren't safe, our loved ones aren't safe.
But America, so beautiful! Isn't it so great?
Can't walk at night without the fear something bad may happen any second.
Media gets thrown into our head, distraction distraction distraction.
Left and right billboard signs, grey buildings, dirty sidewalks.
The news is controlled, we consume and consume, what can we do but kick rocks?
You just bought new clothes, look how cute! A year later it's thrown into a landfill.
Buy and buy, spend and spend, but it's not even a big deal?
You're an immigrant, you must not be human.
How do you look into the eyes of someone innocent and hurt them?
Even those who fought for our country get thrown out like they're nothing.
War is great! It makes us rich! It feels like they're just bluffing.
"Your body is ours" they clearly show, but say we are independent.
So scream and shout let us fight let the people all be rampant.
Another school shooting? Another black man dead? Another woman violated?
So desensitized, so much hate, so much negativity in our heads.
Death, war, violence it's all that we are fed.
With all this chaos there's so much that should be said
The greed and arrogance, the ignorance of the truth.
You're thrown into the world at the age of four and stripped of your youth.
Go to school, stress yourself out, cram the "important" information in your mind.
It's "for your future", but will we have a future when we are running out of time?
We disrespect our home, our own planet is distressed.
Animals are slaughtered, people are slaughtered like pigs all in a pen.
Wake up, same thing everyday,
go to bed, repeat.
Slowly our minds rot away and crumble in defeat.
Scroll through your phones, for hours and hours you can't even sleep.
You're used to the system, just a puppet, please stand up on your feet.
I might be a small voice, lost among the many.
But please rise up, yell so loud,
I know together we can end this.

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