We are born on the back of angels with broken wings, and hearts that match perfectly.
Our spirits: have been rocked to sleep by the arms of an oppressive system that steals pieces of our culture every time we close our eyes.
We are walking narcoleptics, We are sleepwalkers:
Waiting to be touched waiting to be woken up,
Waiting for somebody to care,
Waiting to care about ourselves and the people with physical features that closely resemble our own.
We are peninsulas,dressed like islands, acting as though our emotions have been surgically removed.
We are black men
We carry hurricanes underneath our ribs and levees break whenever we speak.
But these days a lot of just don't speak that often because silence is golden and we've been taught that gold is worth twice as much as our dignity.
We are the red headed stepchildren of America.
We are black men.
Many of us fighting for a flag on foreign soil, in the name of fore fathers who 3/5 compromised us.
We've been beaten, castrated, hung, profiled, pulled over, placed behind bars.
And they say Al Qaeda's a threat to our safety, and I don't know about you but I've never felt safe
In my world terrorist they don't wear turbans: they have badges, uniforms, two tone vehicles, and far too much free time.
In my world the threat level is at orange every time a Crown Victoria pulls up next to me.
Terrorists
Terrorists shot Fred Hampton on December 4th in 1969,
Terrorists refused treatment to 300 and 99 black men in order to test the long term effects of syphilis.
Some young terrorists hung black,white, and gold nooses from the white tree in Jena,Louisiana
While some old terrorists actually believed that one of those black kids shoes should be cla**ified as a lethal weapon, so I guess like 85% of the American population is wearing lethal weapons right now.
Who'd of thought that Nikes were so dangerous.
And all I'm thinking is I just hope that, now that we've k**ed Bin Laden, America might decide to continue the so called "War Against Terrorism."
Except this time, I pray to God that it's on our own soil.