A thoughtful conversation with myself
About the validity of anger within my being
And it is difficult I say to reason with logic
Cause itís hard to see through the red Iím seeing
Now my conscience is seared because of white rage
For my heart beats out impatient rhythms
I know even giants have to crawl before they walk
But damn the endless tape and the unsystematic systems
I said to myself, must I continue to toe the ground?
And must the color of my psyche be so blue?
Is it wrong to want justice served?
My reply to me, to thine own self be true.
Then my soul inquires of my prickling flesh
I know what it is that troubles you
Itís not revenge that empowers you to do
Tis in the above verses, your totally committed
To the Red White and Blue
And I said to myself,
Youíre not as dumb as you look!