Get Up
by David B. King (2012)

Get up. Just get up.
Because I don't care about your religion or your hand-picked hypocrisies. 
I don't want to hear about your family values, or which financial percentage you belong to. 
Where you're from doesn't concern me, and what you do for a living is of least importance. 

Get up. 

Get the fuck up, look in a mirror, and consider that when you see yourself, you see me. 
In the end, all I want to know is what makes you feel full, and real. 
Then consider that all I want is the same.