Predujice
Prejudice
Let me tell you where prejudice came from
Someone whose heart was cold and numb
Because you can take a bunch of kids
No matter the color of their skin
Put them in a sand box
And watch them play to no end
But it takes someone evil to come in and ruin their day
By putting poison in their mind
Saying with their kind
You are not allowed to play
All of a sudden that changes the child’s mind state
Because he grows up and doesn’t know why he is full of hate
So he searches the depths of his soul
Wondering why his hate for others is out of control
So he ask his father, why am I like this
His father says son sit down while I reminisce
It all started from my parents you see
They said there is no one better than me
So I passed what I thought was true
down to you
I thought I made you better, but I only made you worse
Please forgive me
Now son you must stop this generational curse
Written by Marvin Crutchfield through Jesus Christ
7/23/09
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