The Last Poets - The Pill lyrics

Are you aware of the pill? Its basic design is to k** The fertile womb becomes a tomb for a new child unborn still I say, are you aware of the brute whose job is to wither the fruit? They'll cause us to fall our history and all by cuttin' us off at the root They say We'll stunt Africa's growth And Asia has too many folks Too large is the mouth in the Latin South We'll aid 'em by cuttin' their throats No, we must approach as a friend and do our job from within We'll feed 'em the pill that's made up to k** and make their beginning their end So poor folks of the world be aware For their evil design is laid bare Watch out for the hag with the little black bag marked Birth Control Peace Corps and Care It's part of a game that they play And it's designed to make poor people pay it's part of a lie to help you to die white they cart your resources away I say conspiracy is in the air to control the children you bear Control of the land is a part of the plan as your kind grows increasingly rare It's a truth to be understood though at first it may appear good But it's a menace to health and to lineal wealth since you can't reproduce when you should And in this respect I am told it is better to use self-control For the future and truth belongs to the youth since you cannot prevent growing old So make sure that your reasoning is sound before taking that love potion down For it would be a shame to come into fame for being the last one around