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Free At Last...Thank God.... Nope, Still Waiting Martin

Give us war or give us peace
Does it matter who owns the lands our feet now lease    
We greet with our eyes      
Behind veils we mentally bow to our government’s perpetuated propaganda and wicked lies    
We raise our fist to laws mandated to renounce equal rights, visions of love, a drought here on earth not deemed a necessity from above    
     
Bullets aimed to kill without a worry or care    
Colliding with the ‘bombs bursting in air’    
My Fifth Amendment means nothing to me in the dark    
A badge, a Taser, point blank range gunshots in the back, BLM igniting the wick, as souls is lowered, eulogies delivered from the heart      
      
Too much blood has seeped from our Moorish pigmentation, the blessed seeds from man’s groin  
Cursed by depopulation annihilation      
Is this the plan of God’s will for our lineage to be    
No future hope to believe    
Inferior complexity labeled from the rock of the cradle to the mean streets    
     
Yakub and his scientific cyborg equation, lighter, weaker manmade cloned    
Artificial intelligence rules our destinies, at the tap of fingers, the body is presence, the intellect too far gone    
Entangled souls under the sheets, but never the authentic components to give unto our shades of variation skin tones    
     
The black man, stagnation of uplifting the black woman    
The Bible, The Torah, The Holy Quran who we adopt its theologies, whoever saw discord, disunity coming    
Two sides of political Hell now has Satan and Lucifer running    
We pray on our knees, we stand, unfavorable, handcuffed    
Believing that old constitution promise, my skin tone never signed, In God We trust    
Marching in union, chanting to be free, uncivil consequences sometime is a must    
     
Let’s gather the facts, before we rush to judgment      
Army in riot gear, protesters pushed back, a teenager with a slinging assault rifle, murders, sleeps in comfort in his own home,  overlooked due to privilege circumvent      
Yet, we came from the back of the bus      
We now sit in the front, boxed in by sociality’s lynchings  in black robes reading a docket, claimed to be a disrupt      
Militant groups, KKK influential on weakened minds      
The race ties have been severed    
The definition of peace has sailed, regained with the possibility of never    
      
 
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