Past the bullet park concrete
Past the boy begging at your feet
Past the red stains on the wall
The scars of violence lie in the ruins of the mind
Past the sharp nail hearts
Past the forgotten have-nots
Past the burned out lots
The scars of violence lie in the ruins of the mind
Brother said, "I hate them for what they did
Hate them more because they refuse to see it"
I said, "Hate is a heavy thing to carry"
He said, "I can carry it"
I said, "I overstand", he said, "What do you know?"
I said, "I know Jim Crow"
He said, "Did you live it though
Like I lived Soweto?"
Past the fist-shaped bruise
Antsy got tattoos
All abuses that missed the news
The scars of violence lie in the ruins of the mind
Past the hooded and chained
Past the bones that remain
Past the raped and maimed
The scars of violence lie in the ruins of the mind
Sister said, "Me too, brother
I can't forget or forgive
But this one life I intend to live
Not a victim to the system, I thrive
I was never meant to survive"
Past the bullet park concrete
Past the boy begging at your feet
Past the red stains on the wall
The scars of violence lie in the ruins of the mind
Past the sharp nail hearts
Past the forgotten have-nots
Past the burned out lots
The scars of violence lie in the ruins of the mind
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