Truth of Racism

Martin Luther King once had a dream,
Each race hand-in-hand, pure peace,
And, it’s true, all of us are equal,
But not the right kind, cause people
Still to this day treat each other like dirt,
And act like it doesn’t matter if another is hurt.
The kind of equal we are is how bad we treat each other.
Certain people bring racial tension, there’s no stutter
When I say that we’re doing this all wrong,
Each race join hand-in-hand during this song.
You see, the reason I say this is because racism exists,
And if you say reverse doesn’t, then to that, I say this:
Of course it doesn’t, racism is racism, doesn’t matter who
Or where it came from, it’s still the same, and that’s the truth.
So let’s make a dream come true, for a soul lost to this crime,
Cause we’ve still got a ways to go, and who knows how much time.
But don’t get me wrong, you can still joke around like this with friends,
But when the other person stops laughing that’s where the joke ends.
Learn the fact that all people are made equal,
And maybe one day we can vanquish this evil.