if life
would imagine
it to be
i am
a prophet
a vagabond
t
u
m
b
l
i
n
g
into a crevasse
of
urban
mass confusion
swallowed by
voices of conscienceness
and
hiccuped by reasoning
screams of blueprints
splatter the night sky
howling
to the crescent moon
to shine brightly
as i watch
protect
and
guide
caterpillars
from this nightmare
called
slavery
some of us
hope to be rescued
from this one-dimensional society
to reclaim our birthright
as i stir to populate
a kaleidoscope of indigenous kings
and
beautiful queens
rich in culture
but
cultivated from a single appleseed
of
ignorance - oppression - mental imprisonment
how will we rebuild
such a nation
by unlearnin' self-hatred
within our brotherhood
which is normally interrupted
by commercials of racial melodrama
experienced by
our brotha and sistahs
decended from the lost tribe of shabazz
we will fight for alliance
and
eradicate all forms of elitism
as we start to educate minds
through history - knowledge - dreamweaving sequences
that backflip to replay
the beatings - the rapes - the degradation - the lynchings
our ancestors
suffered for four-hundred years
and
then some
forget about reparations
we ain't gonna never
get our forty acres and a mule
nor an apology
from the u.s. government
waaaaake up
this is not "check out the waterfountain time"
we've been fouled
it's time for us
to take a stand
and
recognize the choices - the decisions
we make
could ultimately
create a paradoxical universe of
rightousness - progressiveness - humanity
but for that to happen
the choice needs to start within you
so we can continue
the dreams - the legacy of
frederick douglass - marcus garvey - malcolm x - dr. martin luther king, jr.
a philosophy set in motion
but became "a dream deferred"
K-NYNEthepOetiksoul©2008
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