stray bullets
i keep tryin' to escape
i keep tryin' to look away
the lies hate and rape
the shook the weak the fake
i keep tryin to find the man with power and sense
i'm not talkin' nickel and dime
i'm talkin' common without offense
treat our children like labor
and our women like they owe us a favor
i keep tryin' to save my family
i keep tryin' to make the rent
i just wonder when will help be sent
when can we repent
who needs liquor
who needs drugs
who needs nicotine
who needs to be held
who needs to be loved
i do
we do
he do
she do
we don't need to be harassed we need to be helped
we don't need to be heard we need to be felt
i don't speak my mind for my health
i speak it so my son can say he loves himself
every time i turn around someone's dyin'
i just need to escape
and i keep tryin'
i just need to look away
and i keep tryin'
time is the only thing that my pride is buyin'
--Z.Silas Herrera