What makes you think you have the right
To end a life
You think you higher than the most high
Only he can decide who lives or die
You never give it so how can you take it
Value of life lost
Wasting your own life with your
wrong doings
You think there is not a price
To pay for your wrongful ways
So young and full of hate
Wake up each day, heading the wrong way
The cocktail you are putting into
Your system
Poison floods out
Black youth medicine
You don’t even know what your taking
Damaged mind, corrupted living
Time to wake up
Yours free will has been taken
By B Gibson
