we are the bulletts hollowed to the point that we have lost our souls building guns with smoking barrells pointed towards the sky aimed at the colored communities of our country the majority of whom live in unregulated toxic waste sites ripped the skies hues of dark blue to bleed pink and purple sunsets humans cosmetics for the cosmos we didn't like her as she was aerosoled airbrushed with smoke trying to speak she finds no words choked up in fear she rains down acidic tears watching how we have begun to treat each other still we find more ammunition bigger renditions of the same weapon the lesson were learned but never taught, never shared so they turned to faith in the facts of science and we followed afraid of what we had allowed ourselves to do and become listening to speeches and debate when there was none, we became numb until we were comfortable enough to ship more trash than money to developing nations watching the forests in our pockets flucuate with the seasons of the stock market see, we went green a long time ago when it was popular, before it was fashionable again until we were comfortable enough to bring illness and death to the farmworkers and braceros who inhale pesticides preferring to deal with corpsess in our subconscious instead of bugs on our plates of fruit white collars have stained the meaning of life dirt is dirty instead of the grounds for life so we plant concrete trees and power plants to bring us convinience pissing in water that is clean enough to drink preffering to think about SUV's and TV's like the ones that this poem will be broadcast on instead of our role in creating the weather that broke the levees we are drowining in our own filth breathing air mixed with sin and gluttony i am wondering what kind of life my daughter will be able to see so as a daddy i'm in fear of what her pigment will be our nation has been a source of discrimination and we sent an invitation to the sun forgetting that he is our father forgetting that we are all family all connected