Prescription meditation
Yea I need my medication
Addiction is alive and
Consuming our nation
But we love procrastination
Feels like we're all just waitin
Letting infection fester
Not addressing situations
Out of sight out of mind
The privileged keep saying
But when sights are set on mine
Be expecting confrontation
Cause we're sick of instigation
Let this be an indication
That we're ready to fight back
Against incarceration
Of the colored population
The gross systemization
And industrialization
Of the system in our nation
No the system isn't broke
It's the government you vote for
That set the system up
To keep some people so poor
That a lot of them give up
And have nothing no hope or
Means to pay the bills
So they turn to makin deals
Yea they really on the streets
Yea a lot of em get killed
Or put in jail for weed
To help keep up the need
For building private prisons
It's this disgusting greed
That keeps producing victims
The American Dream
Is now the poor mans vision
And the rich mans regime
- Author: ajcastle ( Offline)
- Published: April 19th, 2016 10:53
- Comment from author about the poem: Grammar and spelling compromised for effect
- Category: Sociopolitical
- Views: 30
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