Why?
One commodity that has circled my mind more than once.
If there is a god, why are there women crying over dead sons?
If there is a \"city upon a hill\".
Why are there babies born still?
Someone once said there is justice on this earth.
Undoubtedly there is in shapes of various firth.
Is equality a word this world understands?
If so why are borthers dieing by each others hands?
Blacks, Browns, whites, yellows, reds.
What does it matter when they have glorias over their heads.
Rich living side by side with poor.
Not giving mind nor care just wanting more.
Is it a man or woman at the end of that gun pointed at your mask?
And why this globe is so filled woth hate you ask?
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The answer to that god-forsaken question is.
\"That\'s life, nobody knows the funtion of that mind of His\"
Fri vers av haseeb Akhlaque
Publicerad 2007-01-11 23:18