Street Ministry(Part2)

No matter how much I write, my voice will never be heard,
Like a Bedouin Arab stuck alone in the desert, dieing from thirst,
our leaders don't exist and our children worship a variety of empty idles,
so I sit and reminisce like Yehoshua ben Joseph flipping through the Bible,
or like Nostradamus reading Prophecies under a street light,
thinking of what the future holds for me, for my people, in life,
we've all got dreams and ambitions, but now we're awake,
forced to face the Fate, and that harsh reality of a morally decaying place,
I used to wonder why we hated ourselves, all the little boys and girls,
and then I saw the way they portrayed us to the rest of the world,
the odds are stacked against us, life's a continuous obstacle,
even though I awoke with a whole in my heart, hope is completely psychological,
they're trying to destroy us from within, like a flesh eating disease,
the same people who genetically manufactured aids and HIV,
So we need to educate the young, because revolution begins in the mind of a child,
thats why life expectancy doesn't exceed 19, but we need to teach hope and give reasons for each other to smile ...

Because as of now, it seems we're bound to lose the struggle for existence,
but we must remain persistant and, keep our minds enlisted, because we cant keep spinning in circles forever like an intoxicated mystic,
we need to dust off the white powder and ignorance that coats our streets,
like the day the Twin Towers fell, and our future looked bleak,
we need to see through the skin color of the ones that stand beside us,
and come to the realization that the solution has always been inside us,
we're victims of society because, subconsciously, we choose to be,
but the one that breaks free can easily be YOU or me,
it wont take you long to see, through the eyes of those who hate us,
it'll paralyze you to see who they really are who regularly play us,
they've divided us, and drowned us in alcohol and suffocated us in drugs,
I'm what you get when you cross truth and knowledge with a cold blooded thug,
see the people I speak of that hate us, like Lucifer hates salvation,
are simply you and I, but we couldn't see that because we lacked clarity and patience,
we need to LEARN my friends, our intentions sincerely for God, seek the best for each other, or we've already lost, and this poisonous cycle will never stop.

Thank you. Peace.