I have to be a man now For family of mine are expecting hand outs Dying one by one My culture fades Blends into the street life of Saskatoon Vancouver Winnepeg It's gone to shit... Rapists and murderous are among my pepole I can't turn my face away I have to bear it all and watch The horror the grief All the endless pointless beef And I have to stand by the sides Of pepole who care of themselves no more And use a helping hand - as a forcing hand I can't stand what is happening So many pepole laugh at us At me At my pepole And I can't cry I grown into this life style I Know someone has to stand But nobody is They all turn away and say " I dont know them" But were all the same They even go as far as calling them down despite there also human even if they are the same race They deny we are equal And I can't cry Because my pepole don't Nope! After baby years it becomes all to real There is no point in caring but to live out a life Without a care - 'Thats Wrong' And I can't cry That they think this way... I stand by the side Among a race who don't know why they have their heads up But I keep my head up too Hoping A miracle will sweep across canada Touching every broken community So we as a pepole Can take back what is ours And repair our foundation Of our homes, our pepole and community And I will never cry or deny That I am a part of it I got pride Even when no one else acts like it Or attempts to give all the help they can give I will stand by thease pepole you call a "peice of shit" I will have love for them I will belive in them And I will stand by them Because I am one of them Fuck you !!!! (Me giving you the middle finger)
Reason for writing:
Laura is my inspiration, She said something to me that hurt, something to do with the race I come from...
Birth sign: Aries
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