I never learned to turn the other cheek,
to bow down to
oppression I think is being weak;
And who taught our children to love
thy enemy,
how can they have pride in themselves and,
yet be
accepting of tyranny;
I will not allow our youth to be confused
by
false Amerikkkan history;
I will teach them honor of Marcus
Garvey, George Jackson and Joseph Cinque of the Amistad mutiny;
I
will show them unity, though it be a fist of solidarity,
gloved and
also in a clench,
I will dispel the myths of Washington, Abraham
Lincoln, Bush and the notorious Willie Lynch;
You hold up images of
Armstrong Williams, Clarence Thomas and no child left behind,
yet you
outlaw Malcolm, Huey, Nat Turner and Bobby Seale’s Seize the
Time;
Your greed is fed by capitalism which creates
a world
of endless war zones;
You sell Israel F-14s, yet you watch
Palestine
defend itself with nothing but sticks and stones;
You
proclaim equality, so we had hope during the trial of Rodney
King;
You spoke of love as an eventual reality,
but in 1968 you
assassinated our dream;
You exploit our words with pawn shops,
liquor stores and broken down shacks;
You sell our kids guns,
pork chops, Jordans,
Lil Wayne, Kools, heroin and crack;
you
brainwash our youth to be killers and to
fight for ole Uncle Sam, but
when they lose
an arm, a leg or just need a helping hand,
you say
there’s no money in the nation’s
wealth care program;
Innocent
until proven guilty, at least that’s what
the supreme court
say;
It took you almost 14 years,
but you still came back to make
O.J. pay;
Your credibility is reminiscent of chickens
being in the
care of a sly old fox;
You gave the Amerikkkan natives a trojan
horse,
infected with small pox;
You invaded the motherland, with a
smile, a pistol
and filled with the holy ghost, and in the blink of
an eye
it turned to mischief and bloodshed,
on Afrika’s west
coast;
You stole kings and queens and tried to turn
them into
slaves,
but some chose the Atlantic ocean to be their cold wet
graves;
Some were passive and obedient, they did what
they were
told,
some were like Harriet Tubman and sought
their freedom on
the underground railroad;
One refused the draft as he floated like
a
butterfly and stung like a bee,
while one used nationality and
religion to help
uplift fallen humanity;
one was on the move, got
bombed, so you know
that we had to keep her,
One used a podium and
socialism and we coined
all power to the people;
We’ve produced
lawyers and doctors
and Langston Hughes a very poetic talker;
And
with great ingenuity, our first female
millionaire was the
incomparable madame CJ Walker;
Some tried to shake names like Toby or
George
or even Cassius Clay,
But some were called Oscar because of
“Monster’s Ball” and Denzel’s Training Day;
So now we have Obama, the
44th President is our own native son,
but you still find reasons to
hate us,
even though you’re still winning “forty three to one.”
