Milestone

If I had a nickel for every single

time I've tried to classify the

populace around me with a

word, or a catchy phrase, I could

quit my job for good and play

Nintendo until my fingers ached.



chorus

Am I an idiot, to lazy to think twice?

I point the finger, but I can't take my own advice.

I put a name on something and ever

since, I've made an art of

building my counterfeit intelligence.



Seemingly to me, I am

straightening a world of cluttered

thoughts and debris inside of my

head, but I think instead I am

prejudiced and I give people

names to make me feel safe.



How does it feel what does it

take to make me understand? If I

could only walk a mile in the

shoes of another man. If I could

look out through his eyes and

know what it means to bleed the

same red blood that I do



What is economic status, and tell

me what is race? Who decides to

classify taxonomy of grace? If

one man gets less than another is

it true, that he is all that different,

that he is less than you?