Anger from the crowd seething through injustices

How can a man stand tall when the others around are bred for silence?

Deceit in the conformity of the society we were made to believe would be allowed to protect itself.

It does not protect us, for while we hold signs of peace and not torches bright with our anger they chortle and gawk through the ivory window frame.

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How does man protect itself when caught In such entrapment?

Violence? No these problems are outdated by the ones before us, and people who have no time to spend, and papers to sign will not hear the voice of the poet in the streets, the ones who speak out from their chest over the crowds of naysayers and their supporters.

As Martin Luther King Jr. once said “I have a dream” and his dream was one of racial tolerance, a pittance of what could be the next step for us years and years past.

How are men and women so blind as to let their hatred ebb out so, how often does an angel fall, or the proud people blinded by faith and the lies fed to them by the ones that tell us to trust in their words.