At crossroads I made some mistakes
Decisions were all made in vain
Fighting for justice and change
Everything remained the same
Faces had all sympathized
They wanted me dead or alive
Then I just simply escaped
Eluded all with my own fate
Discouraged with false hopes
Caught in the crossfire of insecurity
Encouraged to revolt
Held down beaten for the possibility
Behind the bars I was chained
It's the American Way...
Guilty of sins I was charged
Prejudged was feathered and tarred
With only moments to spare
A miracle that I was cleared
Another culprit confessed
The last seven years I had wept