This is a poem about the feeling of helplessness by many in America. Sometimes there is not an easy remedy and life is not filled with peace and flowers. However, recognizing and allowing yourself to feel these emotions are the first step to taking corrective action in your community.
This is not a political statement
This is just my state of mind
Blue from the depression
Red from hatred spilled by oppression
White not the color of our skin,
But white,
unification of all our colors of love within
Be politically correct
Follow the rules
Watch the news
And never object
Can never say what’s on your mind
Gotta be happy all the time
But what time is mine
This is not a political statement
This is just my state of mind
