A homeless person in America,
A person with a sad face and dark skin,
By police officers, yesterday was shot,
For being homeless, he was killed.
Brutal bastards with a smirk on their faces,
He was a danger, or so they said,
On their faces ye can see the lies,
An innocent man died because of them.
Oh politicians, please do say,
Where the equality,
In black peoples pain,
Being beaten to death - living in strain.
Oh my , what have we done,
Governments are being feared
More than the Lord above,
Oh dear humans, what happened to love ?
Dear Lord, can’t Ye see I’m crying ?
For my fellow humans out there,
In vain whom are dying,
And the people in power whom are constantly lying.
To nations of empty faces turned,
For our beliefs, our bodies get burned,
Oh, and after all this time,
A lesson of love, we haven’t learned.
And the black man, whom yesterday died,
Was called a lunatic - someone sick in the mind,
Oh, in front of thy eyes ye can see,
How they’re lying to all of humanity.
And the black man was shot,
Whom’s mind was, by them, in insanity,
But he is not their only victim,
The only victim of police brutality.
Instead of helping them,
Their government left them,
They were all killed mercilessly,
By those whom were suppose to protect them.
And as I was observing his demise,
Only these words, in my mind were left,
I thanked the Lord for creating,
The eternal pit of Hell.
Can the Americans tell me,
As from razors and bullets, they bleed,
Do they still think of it,
The eternal American dream ?