my beautiful black people
we could be spinning magic from starlight
making love with sunshine
could be dancing on the Moon and Mars,
mapping Venus
mining Saturn
could be up
several clouds above this life
standing high
we could be shining
we could be at the end of our long hot summer here
in America
but nigga
instead we here dealing with this bullshit
we in August
and it’s hotter than ever
niggas is getting dropped
deader than flies
po animals
got more rights than us
1415-”When yall first started fucking with us”
1619-“Dragged us to this side coz yall was greedy and lazy”
1700’s-”White folks, stealing and killing”
1865-”Fought a whole war just so you could hold people in slavery”
1965-”Hundred years after the war, we still fighting yall so we can live free”
2014-”yep still fighting”
Dred Scott
no rights which a white man is bound to respect
So I know
we in this alone
aint got no choice
but to ride or die
because it seem
we just gon die anyway
finna drop any day
cops, night watchmen, old dudes
whoever
kill niggas
like flies
in Ferguson
no rights
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