• Walking down the street
    Paved in gray, like the sky
    So hard, not bright
    Where is the sun?

    Walking through the park
    Growing black, no longer green
    Why cement the grass and trees?
    Where is the protest?

    Walking by the houses
    No lights on the inside
    Where are all the people?
    What is this ghost town?

    Walking through a life
    Watching through a clouded window
    What is the matter with everyone?
    Why leave the children to cry?

    Walking through the hallway
    Kicking against the walls
    Hoping to break them down someday
    When the sky fades to blue again

    When the people return and the sun shines
    When the lights are turned on in the children's eyes
    When the grass grows once more, and truth by my side
    When we choose color over black and white