the echoes its getting harder to sleep at nights

the echoes of lost souls too loud to bear

things dont seem as easily as theyre supposed 

to be. the tales of freedom others endures

drive me insane and simply for the fact

that not only do we stand by and watch the

by products of history and hate! we are

defenseless to do anything about it. we

live in fear of those who serve and protect

because they fear us, with 17 rounds at his

hip, ready, set, aim any one of us can

get hit. i wish to walk down thr street

without my hair being a target for prejudice

but i'm supposed to be okay with that 

while i lay awake at night cringing away

from the echoes

raymond rhymes