History is his story and manmade by his hands
Power shifting downward from scape to land
Myths of fables disguised as the truth
Yet if you asked to be included there is only the ‘why’ in you
Generations of wealth given only to the lucky chosen
Like how manifest destiny was just occupied pre-destination
If black tears and dark labor can be justified through time
Then who are the ones that should be justly vilified?
Since organs dictate position and color dictate ammunition
Bruising each other only to be someone else’s competition
So if you quietly obey structure it is simple to see gender, stature, and race
Yet if you looked only a bit closer, there is no difference in each and every human face
Stories are told to give glory only to the victor
Yet every great rumor begins as a tiny biased whisper
Marking a price for each value is like pre-selecting every actor
But that would only be valid if life only had one supreme director
Architecture of norms built vividly on paradigm
Only to steal from the earth for what is yours, and what is mine
Our sense of reality is shaped by social perception
But you forget that reality is created from cognitive distortion
One can argue that this planet is an open arena, a titanic battlefield to be conquered at every stage
But who is given the platform of what is right and what counts as incorrigible hearsay?
If to be ‘A’ is to be primitive and to be ‘B’ is to be cultured
Then perhaps take a finer inspection at who is the victim and who is the vulture
When you balance the equation with factors of beliefs, religion, and education
Then you are committing to the subjectivity of who to lock out and who to lock in
If to exist in one parallel is to deny the existence of another
Then please pause and please think, what does that really mean for our collective future?
Wars of calculated decisions placed upon strategies of political alliance
But do not neglect that the cruelest of syllables is intently one that of silence
For what is considered valor and for what is considered courage?
When morality is allowed to be slaughtered and genocide is publicly encouraged
Marched in arms towards a more majestic and more glorious tunnel vision
Yet disregarding our conformity for more wreckage, more loss, as if an insignificant performance
It is a grand statement to exist in an age of an undeniable machine revolution
But what is the purpose of such technology when we have not evolved past cognitive dissonance?
They say the whole world is anew when lived through a child, the beginning of a new salvation
Yet the consequence of every decision becomes the burden of the next generation
If privilege is the bred product from a human created selective nurture
Then we must take responsibility and hold ourselves accountable for a deeply flawed human nature