My brothers weep

I hear, I hear my brothers weeps Ooh through the hallway The message travels Who listens ohh Hmm my brothers weeping Despair, wont be shown In the actions of the retaliator I know time, after time Are the sins paid for Are they paid for In a world with so many different shades Color is judgement In a world with so much hate Race can't be another punishment Regardless of my peers' opinions A pigment cant define Regardless of my doubts and fears A statistic can't confine me But society let me know if I'm just another number But if I was, by age 13 I would have been 6 feet under Just look around Just look around MY BROTHERS WEEPING Weeping... Weeping.. Weeping SIX FEET UNDER.