The street is lined in candles and stained in blood
Brothers killing brothers
Cops killing and being killed
Our souls are stained
We are all paying for the sins of the past
Fingerprints on our soul
Hands from the past holding us back
We feel comfortable blaming it on guns or race
The only privilege we should celebrate is that we are all alive and well
That same blood that is staining the street is the blood that stains our souls
Brother killing brother
We all bleed the same blood
Red is the color that flows from our veins
Red is also the color of our pain and our rage
Before you spring into action or preach about another mans death
Look into your own heart and make sure it’s dept free
What’s your part in this?
Where do you stand?
If you think killing another man for another man is where your heart is you should consider your place in the plan
Be it Christ, Buddha or Muhammad they all taught us to love
Not to follow the paths of violence and the streets stained in blood
It’s easy to give into hate when a man kills a man
Another white cop killing another black man
Before you pull out your gun
Before you take to the streets
Remember the actions of those men who wore sheets
Are you really any better?
Can you really think it’s right?
Killing an innocent man with no dog in the fight?
Take a long deep breath
Take a minute to breathe
Think of our children watching and what we will teach
Take to the streets but don’t take your gun
Let’s all stand together until understanding has won
We all walk on the same hollowed ground
Bob Marley is one of the great profits of our times
He said “One love, one heart. Let’s get together and feel all right.”