WE WAS WOVE TOGETHER
SO LONG AGO
WHEN GREEN WAS A REALITY
WOVE TOGETHER
TOUGH TIED
WITH THE THATCH OF OUR BLOOD
TO SUSTAIN A LIBRARY
OF ANSWERS TO SHARE

AND FOR MUCH LATER ON

TO BE UP IN A STRANGE PLACE
AND LOOKED UPON WITH CRIMINAL INTENT
FOR CENTURIES AT A TIME
WE ARE LEFT WITH NOTHING TO LOSE

NO REP
NO ROYALTY

NO PURSUANCE
NO IRON

ONLY A SYSTEM OF ENVY
KNIFING THE HEART OF INDEPENDENT STUDY

CREATING SHAMELESS DIVERSIONS FOR
THE RECLAIMATION OF A SOUL

MAKING STRANGE THE NEW BLACK

WHILE OUR ELDERS ARE IN CHAINS
...

WE MUST REFUSE TO WILLFULLY RE-ADJUST TO SLAVERY

WE MUST REFUSE TO BE USED TO BEING NOOSED

AND IF IT TAKE AN A.K.

I WANNA REFUSE AS A WOMAN

WAR IS POST-BIRTH ABORTION

WOULDN'T LOAD A CLIP FOR A FORTUNE

BUT MY FREEDOM AINT FOR BORROWED

AND SO WITH THIS FEATHER JUSTICE SHALL BE SERVED

CONSUMING ALL MADNESS

NEVER TO START AGAIN

majira ya

majira ya baridi

water embraces plantlife

crystalizing in the winter

forging asagai

from humble blades of grass

as the creation of life sings

...

Raised A Hand

In The World Class

Striking Metal Discs For Us Africans

In A Time Of Institutionalized Envy

The Annointing Could Not Be Removed

Caught Our Dreams In His Snare

Cymbals Spilling Out Andinkra In Audio

And Who Could Forget

That Vigilant Cowbell In His Set

Trippin For Equality

To Ring In The Feet Of The Weary

What Better Element To Carry Sound

Than Air

That Which Carries Light Unto Itself

Lives For An Eternity Of Heart Beats To Come

So Fly On, Doctor Roach!

You Made The Air Sound...

For Louisiana

Has Already Been Through Enough

Black Kids Removing The Illusions Of A Separate Reality

By Sitting Ever So Peacefully Under A Tree

Sprung From Pure Earth For All Of Us To Share In Jena Town

Where They Too Were Born And Raised

And Set Free To Fly On Away From Home

To Learn Something New To Bring Back Home



The Serpent Makes An Appearance

To Deter All Natural Esteem

By Wagging It's Toungue Bout Supremacy

To Trusting Minds That Follow Orders

Hissing It's Way Through Innocent Hands To Knot Ropes Into Nooses

For...

may We Free Ourselves

Of Blame

In Order To Experience The Joy That We Have Always Deserved.

A Heart Of Light

Is Walking Ahead Of This Transatlantic Dementia

So That We May Sculpt Students Out Of Sloths

And Holy Folk From What Was Once Bitter Fibre!

Through Communicating From A Genuine Place To One Another

We Experience A Breath Of Nonreactive Loving Gratitude

Not Only To Sustain Ourselves Daily

But Also To Strive
For Creating A Life Of Peace Within

And True Togetherness/justice For All!

Uhuru