Cycle of Hatred
The new `ism.
A taboo of new wisdom in an old abused system
Alluding to cruel visions on a pool of due victims
And the intuitions of few lead to miscues that brew in them
Misuse of truth in them. Sequel of mockery
People are property. We're all equal, but not really
Arguably--still the hint in the sense of skin color
But it's him and his lover that offends the content in which governs,
Our extent as civilized. Our sparing of gratitude,
Parted avenues in the norm deem 'barbaric' altitudes
Where pragmatic views in society hinders the soviets
Rendering ignorance disclosed in whats gender approriate
Catch a glimpse of the phoniest. Their improbable antics
Where mere attraction is psychological, neurological damage
Their hero's toppled and managed. Determined by rival seekers
Klan members conversative, murderers, and bible beaters
Resurfaced in higher regions. What's better to come,
Where hypocrisy and democracy come together as one
We've dreaded this sum. In a path who's to blame,
"We've let the niggers slip away, fags can't do the same"
Crafted ruthless claims. A submissive extent
Reminiscent of lynched killings with malicious intent
A predicted offense. The demented type
Who let us witness the stripping of their amendment rights
An extensive fight. Forcing our peers to react
To avoid the fear, tears, 400 years of relapse
It appears we are back to finding a reason,
Why individuals are still constantly dying for freedom
Coinciding with demons who likes aspiring,
The shame in those who don't meet life's requirements
So I desire when. . .we stop a neglected cause
Whip lashed denied papers, shackled rejected laws
Baffled, regrets, and loss. Ain't many ways to stay tough
When we don't have another Feb., 28 days of make-up
Cuz being gay's rough and we're supposed to pursue action
When hate's being dressed up and Jim Crow's in new fashion,
Memo to the few asking why do we still struggle,
And lie in the stench of hate, abide by the years troubles
Our fears cuddle with hatred. Unfavored distractions
Psychotic decisions and unstable reactions
A fatal attraction. It's bold and near vibrant
Can't deal with the new, when the old is still thriving
-Nique.