Contact - Essence of Disaster

The essence of disaster
Lies in idle hands
Equity will fail
If justice doesn't win
Your apathy is a privilege
Not a right given by man
Your hate is pardoned
By the color of your skin

There is no peace
In this system made my man
Will we be held down
Or will we take a stand

The page is empty
What will you write
A portrait of submission
Or will we choose to fight

There's no glory in hate
No victory in children's eyes
The evil of man
Leaves no room for us to compromise

You left me in the dark
You prayed for my soul
While they ripped it apart
In an effort to find the truth
You fell for their lie
A fabricated youth
The question is why

Written by:
Drew Vanlandingham

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