truth or dare we— the hive, shall overcome the law of the land-o-lies that color-codes told, you are
not equal in the eyes of God nor man, you— the same child of America as your fathers
and mothers, as theirs. under the white-light of supremacy, darkness dawns supreme
where indeed, no good nigger was safe and sound in bed, wide-eyes open, listening always
for that call to glory— or the grave, come now( you are) here— lies your only chance of escape
useless, resistance— and certain death to fight, what choice of words did he have? pray tell
III
to leave no stone unthrown, the game of thrones belongs to one— who, has the biggest gun
greater than i, more infinite than truth, he knew words were more powerful than bullets or ballots and
from the top of the mountain on the other side he saw the secrets in all hearts, all are equal— all
birthright children of God our intricate fate rides on our words and deeds— our destiny defies hate
fear not, the evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones— the death
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