My words are like a hand grenade…
They are LOUD… and will blow your mind away…

I do have a purpose, you know, a cause…
I am calm, so, no I don’t need to retract the claws. Thank you.

This is not a woman scorned story or a cougar on the hunt,
I am different, I am not a bitch, or a whore or……… Predictable

The point here is what’s despicable.
Imprisoned by discrimination, our illegal relations, our idea of a free nation!

More than Orwell knew! …here and now is 1984…
Prisoners we are. The light is green, green means go, there’s your proof. You need more?

What do you see when you look at me?
Is it what you truly feel or what you have been made to believe?

To you, am I just a person that much closer to a heart attack? Is that all you’ll remember when you think of today and look back?

If you do, I feel sorry for you ‘cause if I die tomorrow, do not feel sorrow… for me, but for yourself.
Today’s importance is not about my health.

But what will you do to change the world, because I know I am more than just negative opinion, or thought.
I am more than just some girl...

I am a voice to provoke choice…

Here to tell you that in passing judgment you have made a waste of my rhyme,
don’t waste my time!
help make others see the damage done when land is claimed "mine"
.....and not...."ours"
it is a collaboration that will take many of hours upon hours...
but why must it be that only in tragedy, much like with the twin towers

....we seem to only then unite, together we stand to together we fight...but when it comes down to who's right, its united we fail, as inner demons prevail.

but what is right for one can be wrong for some, as we sit back and just watch our world become undone.

so you can just sit there or make this the final hour...its not 1776, let it not just be the white land owning men hold the power.

it is that 2% that seem to think its their decision and our lives are “their call"
but I’ll stand up and shout "what happened to....and justice for all??!!!!"

If God is there can he hear me cause I ask how much longer will you wait...before you help rid this evil by sending it through hell's fiery gate!

when again will it rain for many days and many nights, because if I must I will sacrifice and drown...I will suffer pain....if my purpose my cause is not in vain, if in my battle against hate, someone else will gain and maintain this train …of thought, that I’ve brought here, forget me not.

Someone help me rid this evil, and save us from ourselves, no matter what it might take,
I challenge you to find strength within yourself, and to show those of you who doubt ...what a difference one person, what a difference I can make.

Lesley Hartz
March 2009