They tell me
rise up and fight
You tell me
stay quiet so I survive
Fuck that!
Fuck Them! Fuck you!
I am angry too
my skin means one wrong move
I die
And I know you’d cry, but quietly
For the sake of the fight for equality
But when you endeavor to be polite
is that really a fight?
So when I am dead
bullet to the head
over some shit I said
put this one word in place
of the empty space
that I once occupied…
RISE!
