Everywhere I look these days I see anger, and hate. Blood on the pavement, tears on their faces. The sounds of the bullets fly, and make the families cry once it hits the target. Visions of change even though were moving along at minimum wage. I have so many emotions just trapped up and caged, that it feels like I'm about to burst into flames and destroy everything in rage. Than like no other I get the feeling of a warm tear streaming down my face. I wish this was all a dream, so that when we woke up we could all be free. If we could all just get along without the bog, maybe we would have the meaning of peace on earth and not worry about his or her turf. Put your hate down, and forget about who's crowned.