*THE FOLLOWING WAS WRITTEN BY MONIQUE A. ROBINSON Missouri Gdamn Florida had me so upset And New York made me lose my mess Now, everybody knows about Missouri Got D*** If California wasn’t a litmus test Ohio should have made them confess Cause everybody knows about Missouri Got D**** Wake Up Can’t you see it? You’ve got to feel it? It’s burning in the air It’s the pressure fighting to maintain While mama down on her knees in prayer Texas gotten me so upset Illinois made me lose my breath And everybody knows about Missouri Got D***** This is: Life the Musical But the book ain’t been written yet Law no longer on my side It’s against my head Speak out, two shots in the dark Like Huey you’re dead Brown and Black bodies riddled with bullets Hanging from a Sycamore Tree The voice of Cinque echos“give us free” Lord, have mercy on this land of mind None of this makes sense. There’s no reason or rhyme I don’t belong here. I don’t belong there! I look suspicious, I’m too empty full of prayers of despair Don’t tell me, I’ll tell you Me and my people just about due. Media says they’re looting, and shooting, Rioting too. Barbarism is all they use to. Although Fire consumes it purifies too Illuminates the 400 years of lies Do we have your attention now? Look how you muffle out cries. I live it. I breathe it. I know! Yet you keep telling me to wait I don’t know what I know But I know that the prison system is your New Jim Crow Not now, wait go slow, that’s all you say I do know That’s the trouble, do it slow Picking the cotton, do it slow Justice Now, do it slow Affirmative Action, just go slow Restoration, do it slow But There’s a Black President now, Do it slow You’re too darn lazy, go slow All you know is welfare and babies, go slow That thinking, is crazy, do it slow Where am I going? What am I doing? I don’t know, I don’t know Lord Knows I can’t rest! How long will it be before a bullets’ in my chest. Smile, forgive, and do your best Stand up and be counted with all the rest But everybody knows what’s happening in Missouri Got D*** It’s never over Don’t worry about if I’m protesting in peace Just recognize my humanity All I want is justice and equality For my sister, my brother, my people and me Bombs, chalk lines, and hands up When will enough be enough? They trying to say it’s an anti-American plot But its Americans getting killed and shot Yes, you lied to me, after all these years Said if I got a higher education, a high credit score, It would wash away your bitter black demon fears To smile, talk sweet, be meek and polite, I could live in any neighborhood I like And get ahead, and be a lady, I could have what’s right. You keep saying go slow. But that’s just the trouble, do it slow Equality now, go slow Fair housing, do it slow End racial profiling, do it slow Mass participation, do it slow Unification, do it slow Do things gradually, do it slow But increase the tragedy and pain as we go? Why don’t you see it? Why don’t you feel it? I don’t know, I don’t know? You don’t have to usher me into the promise land Just recognize my right to be treated like a human Cause now the world knows about Sanford Now the world knows about Los Vegas Now the world knows about Lima Now the world knows about Chicago Now the World know about Fruitvale Now the World Knows about Brooklyn Now the World knows about New Orleans Now the world knows about FREGUESON GOT D**** That’s it.
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 05:05:34 +0000
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