May I align mine

Im a fighter

It’s in my blood

It’s in my nature

It’s in me

Simply to fight

 

I need to be against

Doesn’t matter what

But I need it

My mind knows it

My body knows it

My spirit knows it

 

I can feel it

When i dont fight

It doesnt seem right

Its not that i have to illuminate light

Or be a light

But simply for my nature

To fight

 

But what gives me the right?

 

I criticize the way others fight

 

I see fighters

They fight

 

White supremacy

The KKK

Black lives matter

White lives matter

All lives matter

Black dreams matter

LGBTQ

 

One way or another

We’ve all found a fight

 

Every place in the world

Has a fight

 

But somewhere along the way

We’ve lost sight

My heart is burdened at night

When I hear of the way we fight

Why?

Why?

Why do we fight?

 

Is it pure hatred?

Is it racism?

Is it fear?

Is it a sickness

That’s infected our hearts

By what we hear

 

When did we get this way?

Has it been our fate?

Maybe we believe it’s our fate

To now live in hate

And that’s why we’re stuck this way

 

But Oh Christ no!

I won’t take that as an answer

I have to fight

I have to fight with Hope

I have to fight with Faith

I have to fight with Peace

I have to fight as if I am simply aware

That you haven’t left us

 

And the only way I could know

That you haven’t left

Is if I’m putting in time

To align my mind with Thine

 

Maybe, just maybe, that’s where we lost sight

May I align mine