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Mind Shackles

These words from my voice
Are the powerful being inside me
the body I encompass Is nothing compared to me
The color of my skin shouldn't matter
I will be who I want to be
I’m afraid I can’t be who I want to be
because people have a certain image of me!
make me be who they want me to be!

South Bronx boy
let’s throw dirt on his name
I came from the jungle
but I was born with a brain!
You come from the Bronx
You know what I’m sayin’
Life is a game
Since I realized this
I haven’t seen it the same…
Life is deep but society gives in
Then what are we living in?
I realized this I had let my mind
open
Pieces of some stronger greater force
Its imagination & theory
creates us intelligent beings
We are a figment of the imagination
of that being
pieces of the entity within you, within me
shit, ain't really what it seems…

I been getting high at night
Forget the lows of today
Grinding every minute
Every single day
Sunrise to sundown
My sisters and brothers
On our heads place our crowns
On my head, the crown rests
Little shit I don’t stress…
Self-expression is the best
I harness power into me
Cause nothing in this life is free
not even the freedom to walk freely

It’s a jungle all the time
Up late and I wonder
How I keep from going under
Everything pitted against me
Even my own mind
But I have real eyes that realize real lies
I know these thoughts
And these barriers
Are developed from society,
They never cared for us
call me a monkey put me down
Inflict pain on my mental
Cause my skin is brown
Unfair life advantages
no opportunities in my town
none at all…
this would not be my downfall
take what I’m given
hustle for more
earn even more
grind even more
Poor, you must see
Is a state of mind
rich is in being
And that’s what I plan on being

I was moved into a higher consciousness
I see through shields that are the misconceptions of my reality
My new understanding… the very real atrocities of the world we live in today
fear is fear
hate is hate
to be Black is to be killed
Target on my back
cops will set my fate
Cops will set our date
My brothers dropping like flies at fast rates
it's preposterous it gotta be that way...
lift your head young brother you worth more than know...
young brother go toe to toe
young brother keep going only progress
Young brother don’t stop, don’t rest

When they see you
Remember they wanna be you
They’ll give you hateful stares and hard firm glares
Just know
They want your beautiful braided hair
You are beautiful
Inside and out
Don't forget
Whats its all about

Written by ZBoogie
Published
Author's Note
I wrote "Mind Shackles" in 2018 and I performed this during a Black History Month celebration at my university's Black Student Union Poetry Jam.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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