Focus on my right eye
It will lead u inside my mind
There lies a gallery of lost lives struggling 2 survive
Black and white alike
Standing on the pavement waiting
Xe is wasted
Fixated on her next fix
Wondering how xe is going to get it
Dirty hands held out xe stands waiting for a rand to drop and litter her sordid palm
Who is xe?
Huddled under a bridge he sits
Rolling dice, before he decides which robot he will occupy
Engulfed in shameless smoke that feeds his life
A life sentence that requires no jails
Drugged by the merciless drugs of a dependent kind
Who is he?
They where once more than just students of life
Who are they?
Xe was a mother and a child
He was a brother and a friend
But one wrong decision resulted in a domino of destruction in their imperfect lives
The government pays no homage to these seemingly faceless plights.
They have crashed to the ground with no hope of a single life line.
People just pass them by allowing this web to persist
Who are we?
These pictures in my mind are reflections of our so called democracy
But then again how much can be done for people who “don’t want help”
We can’t blame it on race because in the gutters of wasted minds lies
both black and white alike.