A tribute to the vctims, who died a meaninless death

To the parents who still suffer, over the innocent blood shed

A young woman will never trust anything or anyone

Because it was taken from her as she looked down the barrel of a gun

OUTCRY!

To the dear old woman crippled by old age

Robbed of her savings and the guilty got away

A man of different color targeted one day

Beaten bloody, teeth knocked out because he wasn't the same

OUTCRY!

You might think I'm wrong to bring up such wretched subjects

But I can't blanket my eyes and pretend it might go away

As a society we must do something to stop all these wretched things

Because together we can stand up and say we won't take it anymore