This world
to what ends will it go
to turn upon itself
how, one often wonders,
does it not collapse upon itself
with all the pain and destruction
that has been endured
one must inquire how there is any world left
hate
so much hate
from color to tongue
we get made fun of every one
no matter who you are
no matter where you're from
you have felt it
whether rich or poor
whether black or white
whether tall or short
you have felt the pain
we all force upon each other
