Stompin' Grounds 4.16.86

I see the kids on the corner
In my old stompin grounds
But they aren't doin' the stompin'
They're bein' batted down
The pavement is on top of them
It's impossible to breathe
Now I have no idea 'bout you
But this really makes me seethe

With anger
With fear
With a hate for everything
I can't do nothin' anymore
With this anger that you bring

There's a kid in the sandbox
Gettin' mud thrown in his face
Things like that in society
They ain't got no place
He goes runnin' to his house
With a scratch on his arm
His drunk papa says to him
"It won't do no harm" but

With anger
With fear
With a hate for everything
I can't do nothin' anymore
With this anger that you bring

Now that boy is older
He's trying to survive
But with so many scratches on his arm
I don't know how he's alive

He must've done it with love
He must've done it with pride
That man has something there
That's good to have inside
He didn't do it with anger
He didn't do it with fear
He did it in a way that's tellin' me
A solution is near

But then I get up open my eyes
And go on with another day
I see that it was just a dream
And I travel on my way

With anger
With fear
With a hate for everything
I can't do nothin' anymore
With this anger that you bring