"A Rebel In your Thought ain't gon' make it halt"

Perhaps half of humanity is jailed among themselves. Listening to parents and grandparents about a certain race, judging a whole race based on the two or three you came across, stereotyping. Many people believe being Caucasian is the ideal race, that they have it the easiest. But do they really? Is racial prejudice really as bad as people make it out to be, or is it just a mental mind thing?

The typical blonde hair, blue eyed beauty, has half of humanity altering their appearance, to fit the standards already set. Five races, mix cultures, more than a thousand of people. How can one world have so many controversial issues? Blacks, Latinos, Caucasian, Chinese and Indians, more than half the world's population is mixed, so how can you particularly pick on a certain race? 
History teach us about slavery and discrimination. Whites and Blacks segregated, light skinned blacks and dark skinned blacks, separated. Chinese apparently didn't exist in America, they weren't welcome. Native Americans, darker than a Caucasian were tortured. Jews were murdered because they weren't the ideal race or so Hitler thought, and aren't Jews technically white in color. They say you learned history to learn from past mistakes, but have we really? Being the typical blonde hair, blue-eyed beauty technically isn't the ideal race, being affluent, and wealthy was. Being a lower white class, you were prejudice against also. How can something that's only one sixteenth of an inch deep cause so much hatred?

People put so much emphasis on prejudice, that it generally comes true for them.  People are stuck in their mind. "Your world is your world," and the world does revolves around you. When your being prejudiced against, it's because you felt as thought you were being prejudice against, therefore surrounding you with people that judges you.  

Who Do You Tell?

What is it about him, the one I got my eyes on,
My heart set sight on him, it didn't consult with my mind.
One look in his eye, and the award happens upon,
This love I have is still undefined.
Out of the many, he's the chosen few,
I ask myself, "is this true?"

When you love someone, who do you tell?
When you and him are a thousands mile apart.
If I could see him once, I'll give him a word of farewell,
"I can't believe I feel this way, I just want a fresh start.
I don't know whether stupidity or innocence that's falling for you
But I need for you to come through."

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How you like me now?

I'm not good enough, often referred to as weird,

I want to be like her, It's not fair.

She had everything, she commandeered,

The school, but I had something she didn't have, I'm rare.

Why would I want to be her and fit in,

When I can stand out, and be myself.

Working hard, I'm finally getting to my destination,

The people laughing then, lets see who's laughing now.

Being weird, I was only laying down the foundation,

Your act is over, time for you to take a bow,
It's my turn, stand back and watch me get a standing ovation!                

         

Money is everything, what!?

All you hear these days, is music isn't music anymore. Music now, is just about money, sex, and about being the prettiest girl wearing the latest fashion. Where has music gone? The media gives the people what they want, and it so happens that sex and being the "it" girl sells. Everyone is in for a profit, no matter if there in the music industry or working for McDonald. They see the rappers, and celebrities with everything they want, and quickly become envious or work hard to be where they're at, but you have the one thing they don't have. So why trade your life for theirs? Money is the primary goal for wanting to be in the spotlight but why would you want to be a celebrity unless you have the talent and the willingness to give up your privacy. As a celebrity, you'll be a role model, that's a huge burden. Every urban city male has dreams of being a rapper, for the money, power and respect, and girls. But let me ask you, when you get the money you so desire, what would you do with it, why do you want it? When you get the power and respect, what would you do with that? And when you finally get those girls, your attracting the wrong ones,How would you know if your relationships are real or not? Why do you even want the whole world to know who you are?

When picking a career, choose something that will greatly satisfy you. Don't worry about money, money isn't everything. Do something that will contribute to the world. Use your talent to help someone, make your voice heard. Be a voice to the voiceless. Before you choose to become a celebrity, think about it, are you ready to give up your privacy?

" I think that all the silence is worse than all the violence

fear is such a weak emotion, that's why I despise it

we're scared of almost everything, afraid to even tell the truth

so scared of what you think of me, I'm scared of even telling you

sometimes I'm like the only person I feel safe to tell it to

I'm locked inside a cell in me, I know that there's a jail in you

consider this your bailing out, so take a breath, inhale a few

my screams are finally getting free, my thoughts are finally yelling through" Lupe Fiasco

What do you think?

ladies Vs. Men

  

       

In society, there are lines drawn between man and a woman. History tells us a woman's place was at home, taking care of the kids, household and husband. A woman wasn't expected to hold a career, handle money or hold property. Same rules still applies now in the 21st century. In the 21st century, a woman can do anything a man can do. But they're still consider the inferior sex, a woman has to work ten times harder than a man. To be taken seriously, a woman has to put their game face to work. Not only would a woman have a career but they would also have kids to raise, a household to uphold, and a husband to care for. Black, white or Hispanic, a woman has one thing in common and that's just being a woman. A woman can be easily called a slut because it's easy to get with a man,"dicks are like free samples at the mall." While a man has to put in work to get a certain woman. No matter the woman, a woman has a price. Whether expensive, moderate or cheap. A woman's competition is not only themselves but the next woman beside them.

A man has a reputation to uphold, to keep up that "macho man" demeanor. A man can be the most sensitive but hides it under a tough front. A woman doesn't want a sensitive man, they want a tough, bad guy. When single, a man runs around with many different woman. Telling a woman what they want to hear,  getting what they want and leaving, hurting the woman in the process, even if the woman knew their place. When taken, a man still does the same but with a steady girlfriend. History takes us back, to where men had different wives. A man doesn't have things that can tie them down. As a father, a man just have to be a father to his kids. A man wants to be satisfied physically but a man also want to be stimulated mentally, and spiritually. A man may be on the prowl to sex every girl but they're also looking for that one special girl, that is different than the rest. They ask for sex, they want a woman to say no, you can wait. They want a woman that doesn't believe them when they're putting in work to just have sex. They don't want a woman to eager, they don't want a woman to clingy or a woman that has her body out for everyone to see.

Man or woman, we're all humans and we all have feelings. Before you judge someone on what they did, know the who, what, and why about them. Walk a mile in their shoes, and put yourself in their positions. Regardless, on what sex, each is trying to impress the other.

Doorway to your Dream

                     What decision would you make?
 drop everything for the one you love or follow your heart to pursue your calling? Had a clear focus on what you want to do. You've dream't of this moment a thousands times, it's finally reachable, never thought of thinking twice. Now your standing in front of your love doubting. There's this passionate fuel burning within you, what shall I do? Weighing the options, both of these are once in a lifetime; it only comes once. Astrid Bjorklund knew she wanted to help, to use her medical training to serve God. She was also in love. A doorway to her dreams is open, she could go or she could stay. She chose to go, love may be once in a lifetime but if it were meant for her it would stay. Two people who are meant for each other, are like magnets, no matter where you go or how far, it would always snap back together.