Here I go, on this path to enlighten those who’ll listen
Keyed to unlock inequity from suppressions prison
I’m preaching for the little boy, who’s father beats his mother
“Daddy’s death” the torch lit wish, whispered under cover
I’m singing for the soldier who’s never left the war
Who lays awake in sweats dreaming death is at his door
I’m Humming for the tormented, plagued with their own mind
Questioning reality, distortions seen when blind
I’m vocal for the Muslim, seats vacant either side
Commuters opt to stand, over rubbing shoulders for the ride
I’m speaking for that little boy, asked to lick a lolly pop
The licking of a phallic, while pleading it to stop
For those eating feces to halt the destiny of death
Morsels numbered calculate a timeline for their breath
This is for injustice, inequity and truth
This is for the world in which were bringing up our youth
Equip your lips with tactfulness to unshackle what resides
What keeps us up at night, producing pain when lips confide
Assemble with me, armed with words, to pierce a callused skin
A revolution without weapons, let your penmanship begin
Social responsibility is embodied in art. I cry out for those who’s tears are shed in silent suffering. Words script change.
A single voice can cross the world if cherished by the right gust of wind…
Mind to Unbind 