It appears as if my mind has been separated but not divided
It's so amazing you should try it
Try to piece together real life and fiction
Independency and sudden addiction
There's the confliction the fork in life
Each time I blink I find myself living a different life
Today I saw the sun for the first time
At least that's what I read on the Sun Dial you see
The problem is you don't see so you keep your mind closed to everything around you
Booo, don't be startled, I'm the one that found you
Now my thoughts they hound you
Surround you, like time chasing the elderly
We're all elderly
Stuck under a spell you see
So how do you spell confused
I don't spell, instead I insert words which come pre-spelled
Like racist, bigots, fundamental zealots, greedy, needy, blind
You know those who can't see me but they feel me
My words are like Braille so if you don't like me, don't mic me
Keep feeling around your darkness you soon will learn to part with
Something greater than yourselves, your insecurities
My pyromaniac tendencies often spark brush fires in the driest of minds
A line was drawn the moment you sat down
You told yourselves either you'd be challenged or you'd be entertained by a clown
It's almost over now the challenge was laughable
I'm neither Bozo or Bono
I'm a 5'7 negro, my mind it soars with eagles, the love of my life is Latino
I try to eat less fast food created by Gringo's
For many years I walked through life single
So my band of Asian brothers would take me out to mingle
My soul it tingles, that's the Indian in me
Either Indian or Indian you'll still find me standing at Wounded Knee
The complexity is simple
My words have embedding themselves deep inside of your temple
My tempo is always the same, Steady
I…I…I… was born ready
This is our time, so divided we should stand
Because united we've fallen
The closer we listen, the louder I hear them calling
They're calling our names
They're still crying
They want US to put out the flames of hatred
But these flames still burn across my body as my soul lies here naked
Take this, this is all you can have
You can touch my body but you can't affect my soul
So I take my fallen sister's, brother's, grandfather's, grandmother's, mother's, and father's voices and dreams with me every where I go….
I have them tattooed across my back
But I can't look back because it wasn't me
Or was it me, my soul is crying now
We come from that seed of thrashing and pain
We come from that seed that was thrown out during the rain and asked to take root
So as others drown around me my roots take shape and my knowledge grows
I was dropped off on top of the highest peak
So instead of yelling I whisper
And that's how I've learned to speak
When placed on higher peaks, mountains, and plateau's
Those in the valley below must understand that it's me and a million other souls
Standing separated but not divided
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