| Why Dream?
 Why should I have a dream like Martin Luther King to be free when i live in a free nation? It's more like a location of segregation and discrimination, killing me softly and deading my dedication. But this is my declaration of independence; "Live alone. Born alone. Fly alone. Die alone." I'm alone. Please fix my fixation. The need for the intergration of the population has got me achin'. Why hasn't it been made instead of being in the making? Are we forsaken? I'm shaken by the thought, because freedom can be taken, but it can not be bought. Taught? Maybe, But always saught. Running from oppresion somehow we get caught. Lost. And freedom can't seem to find me. Shinig my lights of knowledge, but the darkness is bli... |