And relations last a lifetime.
We learn to expand our lifeline.
While fewer crimes keeps away from flat lines.
Instead of the blast from invisible land mines,
We learn to read the signs…
This is our time…
Our minds reach levels beyond the ghetto.
Not just drugs, women, and heavy metal.
And I’m not talking about music…
We allow education to be the penetration of stimulation for greatness and high expectations.
We’re more prepared when lying adjacent.
Coming and going…
Knowing of our surroundings…
And the sounding of sirens would only lead parades and rallies.
Not the finale of freedom…
Our reason for existence must be listed as a group of gifted, uplifted, mind shifted,
Lifesavers of mother earth…
We must know our worth.
So break the curse that hurts us the worse.
We can no longer disperse from one another.
Embrace that father, mother, sister, or brother.
We can no longer live in vein of the great names who endured the pain.
But maintained their spiritual structure…
Our culture remains divided while they collided into a wall that refuses to break.
We shake and rattle the cages…
Maybe even ruffle the feathers…
But we rarely get together just to get together…
No plans of making things better…
When we speak on black people
Our statements are equal…
It’s always like “Whatever!”