Torn pages from a dead girls diary,nHe had a dream, I have a dream, so why are wenStill caught up, still afraid of ourselves?nA melting pot, steaming hot in a living hellnnJust another anti-racist song,nIt's been 200 years, and still we can't get along.nBut I guess that's how it is in this star spangled hell.nTake a page from your own book.nTear it up.