Tell My Kings and Queens

 

TELL MY KINGS AND QUEENS TO GATHER ROUND SO THEY CAN HEAR THIS.

THE TRUTH THAT’S GONNA COME OUT MY MOUTH I CRIED WHEN I WROTE IT

NEVER MIND THERE’S PPL OUT THERE WAITING TO QUOTE THIS

BECAUSE IT’S THE PAIN THEY RECOGNIZE

IT’S THE TEAR STAINS THAT CAUSES THEM TO ALIGN.

TO BEAR WITNESS WITH THEIR EYES THE LINES DISPLAYED ON MY BACK

THE ROAD ENGRAVEMENTS OF SENSELESS ATTACKS

 ALL CAUSED BY YET ANOTHER ADDING HIS STRIPES TO THE DEATH TOLL… AMID CARRYING A GAT!

TIRED OF CRYING AND FINDING MYSELF SPEAKING GEECHY TO THOSE AROUND ME

THEY AINT COMPREHENDING.

 PROBABLY WOULDN’T RECEIVE THE MESSAGE EVEN IF I HAD A TRANSLATOR DELIVERED IT.

I’M POSITIVE MY LOST SOULS WILL PROBABLY FEEL ME THO.

CAUSE WE: SO FIDGETY…

LIKE CAGED BIRDS WHO FORGOT TO SING.

WE NEVER HEARD OUR QUE…

HEARD NO CALLS TO ANNOUNCE OUR FREEDOM…

 NO BELL TO RING.

I COULD BE THE DOPEST REVOLUTIONARY

BUT IM TRAPPED INSIDE THESE CLOUDS OF EVOLUTION

I’M STILL CLIMBING HIGHER

 THERE’S NO TIME TO BE SURROUNDED BY FOOLISHNESS

THERE’S NO TRUTHFULNESS ON THE GROUND

SO I’LL FLOAT HIGHER TO THE SOUNDS OF MY BLACK PPL.

 BUT THERE’S FEWER MUSICALS. NO SYMPHONY OF HARMONY.

JUST MINATURE LUCIFERS WHO ARE CONTENT TO FURTHER TARNISH PRIDE IN HAVING MELANIN

BY KILLING OUR OWN KIN WITH THE SAME SKIN…

HOW DOES THAT PUZZLING PUZZLE PIECE FIT IN?

A YOUNG QUEEN JUST TRYING TO STAY WOKE... BUT MY PPL REALLY NEED TO WAKE UP.

WHAT ARE WE DOING? TRUE HAPPINESS, I THOUGHT WE WERE PURSUING?

BUT IT’S GONE AND FORGOTTEN, SO I GUESS I’M THE ONE WHO’S LOSING IT

OR FORGOT WHAT THE HYPE WAS…WHEN MY BLACK PPL WANTED TO KNOW WHAT HAD YOUNG MIKE DONE…

TO BE LEFT FACE DOWN ON THE GROUND UNDER A HOT SUN.

WHILE ALL OUR EYES BORE WITNESS TO HOW ANOTHER BLACK LIFE WAS ENDED. THE SOCIAL CLIMATE OUT HERE …IT’S BEEN GETTING SERIOUS.

SO I’M TRYING TO FLY HIGHER AND SEE IF THE SKY IS REALLY WHAT WE DESIRE.

A TOTAL BLISS OF IGNORANCE…

BUT I BLAME THE AMNESIA MY PPL MUST BE EXPERIENCING

ON STR8 UP DELIRIOUSNESS.

AND I’M SICK OF THIS BLACK ON BLACK CRIME-

I’M STILL SITTING HIGH ON THESE CLOUDS LOOKING DOWN AND SEEING A WHOLE LOT OF IT.

THEY GOT ME CHIEFING NOW. BLOWINGTHE STEAM OUT… I WANNA RELEASE A SCREAM!

OUR BLACK LIVES STILL MATTER. BUT I GUESS MY PPL FORGOT. YES ALL LIVES MATTER. THIS SENSELESS VILOENCE GOTS TO STOP!

RELEASE YOURSELF FROM CHAINS THAT BEARS YOUR NAME. BECAUSE THE NAME THEY GAVE IS THE ONE YOU CLAIM.

 YOU’VE FORGOTTEN YOUR OWN REFLECTION EVEN WHILE ITS STARING YOU IN THE FACE…SLOWLY GETTING ERASED.  STEP OUT THE HAZE. THE LAND OF TOMORROW PROMISES BRIGHTER DAYS.


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