DREAMS

A man lays his hat to rest content in his actions of yesterday
In his slumber, he HAS A DREAM about righting the wrongs of yesteryear
Dreams filled with revelations of proclamations of the emancipation
Of those contstricted by discrimination and dare I say it hateration
He wakes and wastes not even a second on the fake
Real eyes realize real lies, and he realizes what is at stake
Death is around the corner, but he takes a breath and mocks the coroner
His soul longs to feel familiar, but injustice makes even the president a foreigner
He sees others claiming the same, similar don't make it equal
Hiding their true intentions behind the facade of seperate but equal?
How do u separate wihout having to pepertuate errors that made racisim legal
The truth will make the situation hairy, so we choose to emblamize a bald eagle
The only bird I emblemize is one that soars, and soars, and soars, and soars
And has sores but doesn't mind them because he know what he did form'em
Land of the free, home of the brave
How brave is it to look at an innocent neighborhood and launch a grenade
Then again, who am I to say war is wrong
I'm fighting battles with my mind, just to make my mind strong
If Lance armstrong can fight cancer and livestrong
And a man named Hussein can run a country full of andersons and armstrongs
Then anything is possible
Maybe I can be president one day
Oh wait I was born in Africa, that's not even probable
OR IS IT?