I left the home state in search of a thought, I only came up with a rant to other society’s, different from my realties. I left to see the city only to find a suicide that happen the day i arrived, I never knew the kid but it was such a tragic, the whole street left work to say they were sorry, I left my home town to see the bigger picture but only find a drunk man living in the gutter asking for change to get a bite to eat, to put clothes on his back and shoes on his feet. I left my reservation to see a better life only to find a lonely native struggling with a 9 to 5. Now I am writing this unaware of my future they say two wrongs makes a right but what’s a wrong to a right when everything is wrong but it feels just right I came home to murals of suicide teens getting appreciated and honored for what they have done like it was game and left the world for there 15 minutes of fame push comes to shove and fingers get pointed and people get blamed homicide killings happening daily native on native never reached the new papers cause we’re are or own media there was this question asked back then I told her I couldn’t answer the question honestly cause she couldn’t handle truth she left in tears saying I was lying never knew a fake from a real till I found friends that chilled when I had better things then thrills and greener things then kill I was asked to say a prayer for all these fallen angels that wanted to go home but truth slipped out and purgatory was mention now my names in every family as a demon preaching biblical verses singing gospel music while drinking wine, I only came to a conclusion that where ever you go there will be a struggle of racism we see it happening daily on the local news blacks getting killed cause of cultural aspect and natives getting bullied but I never let me get to me cause I know my worth I am. . .
—Sagex