Play it how it go from a seed to a stem
growing from the root reared to speak the unadulterated truth
no matter the planned retributional robberies of my constitutional rights;
right or wrong,
which lie you believe con-artist subconsciously supply fuel to the flame
quietly secretly poisoning your mind with false replies
pretending to look souls in their eyes
blessingly surprised that vision isn't given to those that silently despise
the leader in disguise;
fooling the masses-issuing passes
for killers & murderers
as long as they continue slaughtering their own brothers,
sisters,
sons,
& daughters;
sons bread to fall because of no training before they crawl,
switch the game back to how chilren used to be reared
back in the gap-too much sparing of the rod-spoiling the child
growing up wicked & wild-silently destroying our Black Pride,
put my fist to the sky
& my own people looking at me with pure scorn
deep beneath the whites of their eyes;
I hope they read these bloody lines
& instantly change their minds…