Rage
Dave Oakes
When I see small children
Too old for their age
Because they have been abused
I rage
Seeing people who get their joy
And all hyped up and in a craze
Because they can hurt others
I rage
Against the hatred of small minds
Who seem to think through a haze
Hating only religion or color or race
I rage
For all those who are abused
By a system which is meant to gauge
How best to fulfill their dreams
I rage
When I see the importance of money
To those whose would sit around and laze
While people die by the millions
I rage
Because of all the apathy I see
In those who refuse to gaze
Upon all the injustice surrounding us
I rage