I'm a purple giraffe
A pen without ink
A bed full of bedbugs
An old broken sink
Nothing more than an outcast
Left alone and bewildered
And they say to outlast
Injustice without filter
Glares pierce my smile
Thoughts send me to Hell
And it will be awhile
Before pure justice can rebel
But sometimes it hides
Behind stacks of fake smiles
And it anxiously resides
With lies dripping with bile
So injustice still reaps
Pounding fists in my face
Showing me how they keep
Thoughts not only of race
But sexuality too
And numerous on religion
And to each they coo
In disapproving precision
Yes, injustice is here
Right in plain sight
Standing without fear
Like a star in the night
They gleam so bright
Yet you don't notice just the one
You fill your eyes with the light
From the stars all in sum
And to see the moon
Justice; the crescent
We must act soon
To change the present
Listen to Luther’s chat
"Hate cannot drive out hate,
Only love can do that."
So we must open this gate
To cure the hatred among us all
Let our love go free
Pounding injustice; making it fall
So we can just be
So we can live
Live in peace.