I am I

by Matt Freire

I am I
I contemplate life
You ask me
Do you live in fright
I see myself
The string on a kite
You are yourself
I live without sight
And then
My ears pear away
And you
Are gone

How could a man
Kill a man
How can you live
And be a man
Should you run from the pros
Step on the cons
Hot box your life
Is that’s what’s wrong
Bullets parade
Chambers full
Lock and load
Triggers pulled
Pow back on the street
Trippin around
You get knocked off your feet
They force and shove
Pull to push
Take away your life
Make all of the rules
We want
We need
We don’t get respect
All
We have
Is are own intellect
Now how can a man
Just kill a man
It’s the government’s plan
To wipe out the land
To force themselves into our lives
So when you want to leave
You’re forced to think twice
So how are we suppose to be free
This land of liberty
Is shackling are knees
Where’s the justices in that
How can we react
If they take away are guns
And deny all the facts
So how can a man
Let you bleed
When you’re forced
On your knees
We just want to be free