There's talk that hurts

and talk that heals,

theres words unkind

and words that know how you feel,

yet inbetween

there is hurting silence

nothing right

and nothing wrong,

just a feeling like

you dont belong,

that these silent faces

want you to move on.

Your not a criminal

hurt no one

just a question of what side of the tracks

you come from.

'If your names not down

you cant come in.'

their silent words

are chanting.

'We dont want your kind

in or around here.'

its in their eyes

in their glare,

so you turn away

what can you do,

there's talk that hurts

there's talk that heals.

You just move on

keep your nose clean

tell em all

'Have a good day.'

Maybe one day

things will change

who knows how to play this game,

color creed

race or religion

let God finish

what they are doing,

you have no hate

nor dispute with them

leave it be

until when.