Assassinated Is the hope for amicability; This lack of stability Yields by any means necessary! Breeding Revolutionary! Are you Ready? I Am! Yes I Am.. Like Freddy!
Everyone's 'holding their space' While complaining about race; The competition's status is 'Feeling privileged' While we're running in place. I think THAT'S a shame.
"We" ARE "Them" ! We've become as one with the stacked deck. A deck that is two-faced. A deck that might never be True-faced. Not to your face, nor my face. At times, Not even to their own face, When faced down By their own race.
As I pass by the Cane Fields and the Banana Walks, I see the Ghosts of My Ancestors. As I pass by the Factories and the Beaches by the Docks, I hear the voices of my Ancestors.
I come as night, Bringing your darkest horrors.. Like smoke, Engulfing every cavity of every corner of your mind..
I think of you oftentimes: Then I think of you naught. I think of what could have been: What was meant to be, And what was not.
I 'see' your "hate" And 'raise' you Love. I 'see' your "fear" And 'raise' you Power.