It's a war outside of me
Yet I feel like I'm fighting a war within
Set me free but freedom ain't free
Black is beautiful yet we had to relearn our purpose
Beneath the surface of pain and resilience
We had to fight for basic human rights
Humanity for the human race
It's really a fucking disgrace
For us to have to debate for dignity to exist in a place that was never built for us but built on the backs of our ancestors
I promise they ain't please
Yet I beg you please
Release this war within me
There's a war outside
The fear of my own silence is loud
Louder than the way my soul has cried
You have to die everyday just to feel alive
Divine Spirit and my ancestors souls cry
I am high yet I feel so low
They go lower and we go higher
Some of us are oblivious to the calling
Oppressed in a nation with no real calling
What a disgrace to live in a nation with no grace
Distasteful and derogatory tactics
Hateful antics
Policies with no means to end this war outside
I'm deeply impacted my throat Chakra is active yet inactive
I have enough energy to disburse the words from my heart to my brain so eloquently
Grateful for my Creativity
The Creator created me just like he created the enemy
Yet they still don't see me pass the first layer of my skin
It's like being black is a sin
Being powerful and overcoming the very thing sent to destroy us
Gave birth to the versions of us who are enraged with a mouthful of "What the fucks?"
Knowing that they never gave a fuck about our Humanity as black people
Such is a time like this when "They" realize their lives don't mean shit in the new land of Trumps Dictatorship
When they have been killing us for free for fun for nothing less then because they knew they could get away with it
Now all lives matter when Black people's lives never did
Yet I'm still fighting a war outside for crimes of dehumanization I didn't commit
How do you quit a job you never signed up for?
End a war that was never yours
There's a war outside all of our doors
I am sitting somewhere between conviction and depiction
Scream and pray
Burn it all to hell while pouring from an empty well to continue to love, be light and pour life into the lives I created
How do I continue to fight a battle that started before I was born?
From decades of ancestors who had to endure hatred for way to long
There is no more songs or variations to sing we are strong
My soul feels weary
Every time I hear, see or read the news
The I.C.E is deforsted on top of the inhumane evil ass mountain
I am numb to the history I was taught about our people
Defeated by the war outside
Tears in my eyes cuz sometimes my tears are tired
My emotions exploded and I'm back in a war within myself
When the war was never minds
It's a war outside
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