This life isn't how I envisioned/I feel almost locked up, chained, imprisoned/But I fight the sorrow when I see in my childrens eyes/Because they tell me that there are bright blue skies/Not the rust of bloodied cages/Not the burden that they try to enslave us/We show love to our people when they strive to hate us/They put us to death because of the monsters they've made us/Carefully I walk down the narrow and shady/I find solace in darkness and that might be crazy/But in the day evil men gettin all the rich/While the poor mans son digs fox holes and ditches/Kiss me now while I still see the amazing sun/End the end my sin will be undone/
©johnsalyer
J