Saturday, January 31, 2026

It's A War Outside

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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