Why

Why are we ignorant to the things we do
like black on black crime from the violence we brew
why do we wear our pants hanging low
like ghettoish bums in a circus freak show

Why do we curse and cus like we do
and talk in ebonics like the slave used to do
Over four hundred years of shame and disgrace
we use the "N" word like no other race

Why do we leave our young ones alone
No famliy like structure
no place to call home

Why can't we prosper like immigrants do
who came here with nothing and pay their way through
Why do we live such drug hungry lives
with gangsters and thugs packing guns and sharp knives
We seem to life on the streets
we work those slave jobs where pay is dirt cheap.
We live a lifestyle of roach broken homes
where trash and graffitti and rats seem to roam

We don't get involved in political laws
nor do we vote out laws that have flaws
Were exploiting our music with our sexual drives
Degrading our woman and destroying our lives
Our schools become jails that we seem to fill
like thieves in the night we learn how to steal.

So why cant we learn constructible skills
and walk the right path to conquer all hills
why cant we become one
as doctors and scholars and builders of men.

And why cant we send our kids off to college
Its always been known that strength comes from knowledge.
We are destine to loose tis destruction of dooms
these road of dead ends
these shadows of glooms.

I pray we could change the things we do wrong,
for its tough being black
and hard to stay strong.

Why??

by Sandrene Foster