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I ask that you embrace the tides of the times We are no longer
confined with binds on the mind Once we embrace united front,
scientific thought and study for line the long arm of
imperialism’s law is no longer strong When through theory and
practice we arrive at the decision to take up arms which is a
must if we are to defeat imperialism’s parasitic lust with
too much greed for that which we don’t need We fail to
heed even the most basic of humyn needs As the Third World
suffers because of our greed So turn the tides of
the times Study for line and overthrow imperialism… Hystory
is on our side.
Pigism has no color As we adjust they adapt So we must remain
abreast by choosing not-to-wait-to have-to-react.
Pigs are Black! Wearing afros or hats to the back yelling
KAPTIVES! hands in the air! as they attack. Attack! Attack!
Pigs are white old “Raiders in the night” Imperialist goons with
guns (oink) Blue and grey uniforms (oink) forcing kaptives to LIE
DOWN! and conform conform conform. Imperialism is pigism and has
too easily become the accepted norm.
Somebody Sound the Alarm as we storm! Storm! Storm! and tear down
the norms and no longer conform to pigism
Grade A to the East Block from S.W.A.C. Struggling with all my
might No official record of a 10 30 Nobody has flown a kite
I’m back in the SHU II D.R. I’m talkin bout CDCR noise Back in the
SHU II D.R.
Been away so long they hardly knew my face No parade or welcome
home Bought a good guitar could not afford clear-case T.V. coming
on state loan
[Chorus 2:] I’m back in the SHU II D.R. No sun on the out alone
yard, boyz Not in the SHU II I’m in the SHU too Back in the SHU
II D.R.
[Verse 3] Now the Ukraine psych doctor Anderchuck She brings me
peace of mind No psycho pills make me scream and shout But
Jasmine’s always on my mi mi mi mi mi mi mind [so it’s on!]
Thinking back on all the times we spent Running here, running
there Never taking the first step. Conditioned to what’s around
you Living in the puppet show of life
Dancing along, singing their song Slowly stirring from slumber All
the bright colors often dimmed to their liking Seeing with new eyes
all the wonder Pulling at the chains as they get tighter
The more you see, things ain’t what they seem The more you learn,
things ain’t what they should be The more you know, running from
their rules You’re living in their fantasy It’s time to wake up
and break the chains!
Walking around with your eyes wide shut Thinking you’re in a land of
the free Seeing it’s only the land of deceit Speaking your mind is
an act of terrorism Breaking the chains piece by piece
Get a new state of mind Relearning what never should have been
forgotten Bracing yourself for what is yet to come Praying for
strength to carry on Holding true to your beliefs.
What it’s like The reasons why The things a persyn must
do or die You’ll never understand The strength it takes To
embrace my fate Time and time again Being spit at for what I
am You’ll never understand You curse me to hell subtly Telling
me not to fight this system Don’t file lawsuits against it Then
you say you love me You’ll never understand Everything about you
is a contradiction Sick consumer puppets of imperialism Parasitic
existences mind washed into believing in “corrections”, “terrorism”,
white male supremacy You’ll never understand I’m on my third
lawsuit My fifth year straight solitary Took me a whole generation
to discern the compliment Each time you spit at me
Throw a fist in the air for Fred, George, and Marx Oppression we
override all it takes is heart This is for my comrades who recognize
the trap This a unified movement far from a rap Let’s seize the
time the government we overthrow And eliminate spies informing on the
low All nations we together as one With our lives on the line
freedom shall come Nothing is given, it’s taken and demanded It’s
a war with the oppressed left standing Organize your mind focus on
the war Dumping on the pigs, peace to Assata Shakur The struggle
on the rise this I truly see This is dedicated to the people who
standing on their feet It’s a war going on nobody is safe Birthing
solid troops who don’t bind, fold or break The past is present and
the present is the past Oppressed against oppressor forever we
clash 21 guns comrades truly honored Too many sold us out I call
’em transformers All power to the people who fear nothing on this
land We learn from the past with an organized plan United Blood
Nation riding with the Panthers I’m standing on mine with
revolutionary standards In this war blood must be shed Either them
or us that’s what Denmark said I pledge allegiance to the struggle my
life is dedicated My words uplift for those who motivated First
and foremost all my true brothers stand up We will never fall cause
we always stand up!
Once there was a time you could tell me any lie; I was at the
bottom of the pyramid believing there was someone, something,
watching and judging from up in the sky. Now I am the eye above the
suspended eye and am no longer susceptible to their oppressive
lies! Their lies and stories of dread and fear no longer have
their delusional hold on me. Sure death brings a final rest, but I
now also see that life is to be lived completely free. Stand up, live
free, lift your eyes up high! You no longer have to fear their
devious lies! We get one life to live and you can choose to live it
free! You don’t have to be the scared little sheep that they want
you to be!
They don’t care. They’re not involved or don’t want to get involved,
but they are. Their involvement just masquerades as indifference
or inattention. It is the silent “acquiescence” of the millions that
supports the system, your silence becomes approval, for it does
nothing to interrupt the system. People use all sorts of excuses for
their indifference. They appeal to god as a shorthand route for
supporting the status quo. They talk about law and order, but
look at the present system, look at the present social order of
society. Do you see god? Do you see law and order? There’s
nothing but disorder, and instead of law and order there is only the
illusion of security. It’s an illusion because it is built upon a
long history of injustices; racism, criminality and enslavement and
genocide of millions. Many people say it is insane to resist the
system, but actually, it’s insane not to.
by a North Carolina prisoner January 2014 permalink
They say “America is the land of the free” But what about the
millions of people who are just like me Locked in a cage for petty
crimes Don’t you see in this so called land of the free a dead
president’s face on a piece of paper is worth more than you or
me And they say the U.S.A. is home of the brave What’s so
brave about locking a man in a cage with nothing other than time
to bottle up his rage There is some who are addicts others who
are mentally ill And the answer to the problem when society no
longer wants us around send us to a court so a judge can lay us
down But that judge is no better than you or me He’s just as
crooked as any other politician you see If you have the money
he’ll let you go free But if you’re indigent the outcome is the
millions of people who are just like me
No. I do not believe in your government never have never
will No. I do not support your wars for your greed i will not
kill No. I will not sit back and shut up nor play deaf, dumb and
blind No. I will not hear what you say you can’t corrupt my
mind No. I will not teach my children your hate nor will i teach
them your lies I can see your true colors through your red, white,
and blue disguise No. I will not go to your church nor will i read
your bible No. I will not worship your god fake prophets, a book
or an idol