My Dream

I dream of a day where we can be free, and not be judged by our nationality,
A day where we can all unite instead of always wanting to fight,
See what we don't seem to understand is that were true Americans we got brought to this land,
And our ancestors worked their fingers to the core just so we could all have more,
But no we don't seem to remember that, all this smoking weed and selling crack,
Gang here gang there what do, just forget about that and just be you,
Oh and don't even get me started, All these families that have departed,
My brothers and sisters you can't work things out while yall all up in the streets running about,
And kids my age don't know what to do, dropping out of school acting a fool,
Yeah that's just what we need is kids on the corner asking will you feed,
And parents get a grip on yourself talking about your kids ain't good for their help,
What they really need is love and affection and someone who cares about their protection,
Talk about neglection look around little babies sleeping on the ground,
You mean to tell me that you don't care these things are happening everywhere,
But that's ok dont take a stand and watch your kids step in sinking sand,
I don't know about you but I have faith,
Faith that we will see better days and from our mouths depart words of praise