Still Strange Fruit…(Never Forget)

They shoot me dead When they see my face They shoot me dead when I forget my "place" They shoot me dead When there is no sound They shoot me dead When I'm on the ground They shot me dead Whether young or old They shoot me dead to sadden my soul They shoot me … Continue reading Still Strange Fruit…(Never Forget)

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Slaughter of the Innocents (A Chicago minute)

Not easy to break something broken A city cursed with the plague of blood-Lust, Hunger-pains, and Raging-fires No-gains Momma-tears Gang-signs Steel-toys Chevy bubbles and dick boys ...Normality... Ordinary pains 98.6 degrees burns the evidence to ash so you never ever.....ever....ever know what really happened here Nobody from the outside really knows Lil babies born and … Continue reading Slaughter of the Innocents (A Chicago minute)

Still Wearing The Mask (Excerpt)

We grin when we hear our spirit manufactured for pleasures sake We even find ourselves moving shamelessly according to these false vibrations seeking something familiar, something.....true Yet you still look upon us an uncouth while we shimmer, pop, lock, and dance to shake away the pain we sing to empty our  lungs so that the … Continue reading Still Wearing The Mask (Excerpt)