I can hear the wails of my black/brown brothers and sisters of the past

Loud and clear.

Oh how they weep for us, the sorrow dripping from them along with their tears.

"Will there ever truly be justice?" they cry.

"Will we ever be free?"

This is not what they died for

They died so that future generations would have equal rights and opportunities 

For the so-called liberty, 

and justice for all. 

But I ask all of my fellow people of color

Do you see liberty? Freedom? Justice?

Or do you see

Jail bars and orange jumpsuits

Immigration buses and "Go Home" signs

Your father mother sister brother, being gunned down because of the color of their skin

Drugs and alcohol, destroying lives and families

The truth is, many of us can relate 

So why do we continue to sit and wait?

And listen to nothing but lies and broken promises

Decade after decade

The revolution will be televised.

It starts here. It must start now.

Freedom comes with a price.

The question is,

Are you willing to pay?