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EQUALITY IS NEEDED. HEY WHY ARE YOU CRYING, SWEET LITTLE BABY? COS THE MAMA’S ARE CRYING THEY’RE KILLING OUR PEOPLE! HEY WHY ARE YOU AFRAID LITTLE ONE? COS THEY’RE KILLING OUR PEOPLE ONE BY ONE! HEY WHY ARE YOU SO ANGRY TEENAGER SO MAD? COS WE ARE FRUSTRATED, OUR BEST IS STILL BAD! HEY WHY ARE YOU SO DOWN YOUNG MAN ALL ALONE? COS THERE’S NO WORK AND I LEFT MY LADY, MY CHILDREN, MY HOME! HEY WHY YOU JUST SITTING THERE OLD MAN IN YOUR CHAIR? AND HE LOOKS UP AT ME WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES. COS MY PEOPLE ARE HURTING, FRUSTRATED AND DYING. WE WALK ON THIS EARTH AND ALL THAT WE ASK, IS TO BE FAIR TO ALL PEOPLE, GIVE EVERYONE A CHANCE. WHO IS THIS “THEY” THAT THE PEOPLE KEEP BLAMING? I ASKED. IT’S THE DRUGS, THE CRIMES AND THE HATING THAT’S BAD. OUR YOUNG GUYS ARE KILLING EACH OTHER BECAUSE OF MISPLACED HATE FOR ANOTHER. DRUGS, WELL THAT’S EVERYONE’S FOE. THE HATE COMES FROM PEOPLE THAT JUST DON’T KNOW. IT SAYS “WE THE PEOPLE” NOT THEM AND THEN US. IT SAYS EQUAL MEANS EQUAL NOT ALMOST BECAUSE OF THE COLOUR OF SKIN THAT WE ARE BORN IN. GOD MADE US THIS WAY AND HE KNOWS WHAT IS RIGHT. BUT STILL THERE’S A STRUGGLE TO GET IT JUST RIGHT. I LOOK TOWARD THE DAY WHEN MAN WILL BE MAN. WE WILL REACH OUT TO EACH OTHER AND STAND HAND IN HAND. OUR SKIN SAYS WE’RE DIFFERENT BUT WE’LL KNOW WE’RE THE SAME. THERE’LL BE LOVE FOR EACH OTHER. BROTHER, SISTER, WHAT GAINS! AS THE OLD MAN DID SPEAK OF THIS TIME YET TO COME, HIS EYES ALL DRY NOW WERE SPARKLING AND HE SMILED. HIS HEART WAS SO OPEN TO ALL THAT HE SAW. YOU KNOW I BELIEVE HIM, HE SEEMS THE WISEST OF ALL. HE’S TRUSTING IN GOD TO OPEN THE HEARTS, OF POLITICIANS, THE PEOPLE AND ALL TO THEIR PART. SO LET’S STOP THE MAMA’S FROM CRYING. LET’S STOP THE CHILDREN AFRAID TO BE PLAYING. LET’S STOP THE TEENS FROM DESTROYING EACH OTHER. LET’S HELP OUT THE YOUNG MAN SO HE CAN PROVIDE SHELTER. THE OLD MAN IS RIGHT. WE NEED TO START NOW. A CHANGE OF HEART IS NEEDED, COS HUMANS ARE DYING!

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