in our own little worlds

where we all "suck" and "rule"

oh, try to deny we're all the same and

taking unheard orders

from the glowing box in the corner

segregation becomes tattooed on our brains



in the freedom famed prisons

we're conned into living in

there's a piece of the key in every cell

with bars of images

and locks of beliefs

to keep us living inside this hell



us and them situations

are strengthened

in attempts to make them

more like us

prejudice is taught

in the form of graffiti

behind the backseat of the bus