The CycleJustice is struggling.Answers divided.A narrow futureFor our children.Freedoms eroded,Potentials ignored,Feeding hatred.And yet...Change.Freedom...hope...Screams and shouts,Fierce love as one.Black and white,Despite the difference,All carry faithFor love, unity, family....Our past isn't dead.As we justifyOurselvesWe continue a cycle ofAnger, violence, and neglect.Should we Simply rationalize this anger?Or should weOvercome the mistake...onceand forall?
...Maybe.