Climate at 26

The more you've figured it out,
The more lost you've become
Every time I gain understanding,
Confusion is realized and it burns like the sun
The colder the weather, the quieter the guns
The hotter the season, the more bodies seem to drop off
I'm no rocket scientist, I'm just a young man
I don't have the answers, I just want to live
The divisions of fear and hate have risen to those not formerly aware.
With camera lenses capturing the darkest parts of the heart,
Images that temporarily make people care.
If only we did this, If only we did that
So much chat and talk, so little act and walk
We don't really know
All we can do is keep the faith and believe
Maybe one day we'll find the doors for the misfit keys.

400 Years of Winter

Where do we go from here? 

How many more tears until we rise from our fears?

Dreams usually take years, but zero tolerance for hate

brings us to what we have here.

Not sure if the masses really want change.

Seems like our benzes and gucci bags have us blinded

right underneath our wishes of fame.

We all want a piece of the cake, 

but sometimes we just don't need it.

Educated just to work for someone else.

Educated just to carry another man's burden.

It's scary how we get caught up in the whirlwinds of political genocide 

and they blame our communities for the countless homicides.

They scrutinize us for wanting the freedoms we've always been denied 

Yet we have to depend on these 9-5's,

just to have the necessities to stay alive. 

Seems like we're not too far removed from the chains and the slave ships.

Lack of education leaves our brothers in the industrial revolution of prison economics. 

I guess we really are still a people praying to be released from bondage.

How many more days until the day of judgement is near?

How can we get our souls right when we're forced to churn Babylon's wheels? 

How much longer will we continue to be in a slumber? 

I hope my people wake up from the complacencies their living under.

America

The love in my heart has no color.

The peace in my mind has no color.

Yet the ignorance of the character only sees color.

I'm tired of "white is right" 

I'm tired of "black don't crack"

It’s the negativity in our lives that holds us back.

If money is money and trade is trade;

Don't tell me a college education is the bettering of me still working to be a slave.

As sure as the Lord giveth, is as sure as the Lord taketh away.

But afraid are they of their exploitations, soon they will collapse in their disgrace.

What happened to purity and honesty?

What happened to disobedience and deceit?

Are they all cooked in the same pot of getting it how you live 

or because everyone else is doing it, it's alright with me?

I don't want a million dollars.

Just give me understanding, knowledge and peace. 

Give me truth, loyalty and freedom.

Give me a system that truly embodies  equality in all its degrees.

How dare a nation contradict its founding principles and beliefs!

How deep is the greed of your powerless minds?

Please tell me how am I to be successful,

When this system was built not for every man to thrive but only the "exceptions".

Life is hard enough losing a loved one,

Why must we still encounter these hates and prejudices?

How many blacks must be persecuted by cops for the lack of leadership in this nation to be addressed?

Where are those strong leaders that once existed amongst us downtrodden people? 

Was Willie Lynch successful, did he ultimately succeed?

No longer are we tarred and feathered; 

It only takes a bullet for a mother to hide her child to keep from grief.

Maybe separation is the new solution, 

For segregation is still preventing us from where we need to be.

I pray God comes tomorrow, because this hell on earth must cease.

What am I to do?

What am I to do?

When the world tells me there’s no hope for you.

Just a small percentage of a population

Yet my vote will change the next generation

See the lies they tell have gotten you blind as well

Maybe I should party hard and not have a care

Then I’ll find my self living in their hell.

What am I to do?

I see planes crashing in the news

I hear people are hiding nuclear bombs to use

And every time I see another black man in the news

He’s either abusing or being abused

I guess the only reason it comes on the TV 

Is because he’s not representing their money properly

What am I to do?

See they told me Jesus was white

And my brown skin was black

I guess like they threw away the original statue of liberty

Is the same way they hung Jesus on that cross

So much for unsolved mysteries

What am I to do?

They gave us greek gods to forget who we was

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday

Told us to get 9 to 5’s and become somebody

We opted to make our own story

Then they gave us the guns and drugs and labeled us as thugs

Yet we live under the same sun

What are we to do?

Free or Fooled

The only thing in life I’ve ever wanted to be was free.

Free from worry

Free from pain

Free from anything that wasn’t for me.

I prayed to be free like a bird so I could fly far, far away.

But when I opened my eyes I was still stuck in this decay.

See they started with my skin for it wasn’t of the same breed

My hair wasn’t black enough amongst those who shared my same creed

Seasons came and went and then I became accepted

Just a poor innocent child who never wanted to feel neglected

Those days still haunt my mind no matter how far I’ve come

Now I’m attacked for my independents thoughts in a war that’s not my own

And when I stand up for my fellow man, they still claim I’m not black

It seems like there’s no place for a mixed kid on either side of the tracks

I was born in oppression even though I choose not to live there

In my heart I just want to save my people from causing our own deaths

Why can’t we come together and unite for the empowering of our own

We can be who we want to be, we don’t have to follow anyone else’s road

Are our dreams really ours or what they want us to do?

If only we had the all answers on how to not be fools.

Revolutionary Poetry

Open your eyes and tell me what you see
I see a bunch of hypocrites including me
I see a bunch of wash-ups making second efforts to turn new leaves
I see blood stained hands for the ones we didn't feed
It's a new dawn and a new day
Waking up to the same old shenanigans
Playing with death again
What if Luke followed the path of Anakin
How much deeper will we choose to be lost
Choose to be oppressed
Choose to feel insecure because of someone else's happiness
Don't steal my joy
Dont steal the lives of the youth
Train a child and he will not depart
Forget the child and he will break your heart
Revolutionaries are always dreams away
Until they grow up and see there's no stop to our moral decay
We cast the stones that are thrown at us
And we're searching for the chains trying to lock us back up
How is it that you can live in fear
When you know the devil is always near
Build positivity into your soul
Your eyes are your windows close them to the wickedness of the world
I write these words understanding they will fall on deaf ears
Is it even worth crying out if no one is really here
Absent minded, brainwashed by false pain and greed
Brainwashed into the lies they want us to believe
Public servants have us on the edge of our seats
They work for us, yet our brothers are the ones who get attacked and beat
Wars and rumors of wars leave us in a state of unease
Economies unstable like sand beneath our feet
The earth is crying out and telling us to change our ways
Yet we sit in shock when thousands are killed by tsunami waves
We sell our souls for touch screen phones, expensive clothes and J's that are "retro"
So please take these words and tell me what you see
I'm just as responsible for you as you are for me.

Con·scious·ness

Speak from your soul
Feel with your heart
Love in your actions
We were made in the likeness of God
Destroy not your mind
Live within positivity
Don't get lost in this times monotony.

Half Different

I wonder how many white people look me in my face and in their minds call me a nigger

I remember growing up being the outcast by the other black kids in elementary school because I looked more indian

Half n half

Descendant of slaves on both sides

A part of a generation lost in translation

My skin tone dictates that I am not of privilege

My facial hair depicts I am a terror in image

Some laugh because they know the kindness of my heart

Some are of afraid because I am not intimidated by who they are

A tall skinny kid

With dreams and ambitions

I wasn't supposed to become anything in this life

All because I am different.

Fiends of the System

Why would any person give into the system?
Materialism, drug abuse, complacency
As a child you are told to dream
Dream for the biggest house, the fanciest car, the best clothes
Give the people fast cash with no tax, trap them in poverty stricken area codes
Temporary fixes because tomorrow isn't promised
Lifetime prison sentence due to the hustle of narcotics
Win for today but lose for forever
Go to school and pay the government until the day you die
Do those degrees keep you warm when you're struggling to survive?
How will you ever pay those thousands of borrowed dollars just for a piece of paper
White collar jobs aren't for all the young black and gifted
Education, segregation, whats your interpretation
We will always remain niggers in suits no matter how far we've come
The pale skin still has you bought into the system in which you thought you had overcome.
Chant down babylon
Tear down the societal walls
Boycott against the dreams which were never yours
They will never know the hour or day when judgement will be upon us
Rise up and take a stand for only your soul can be saved
These skin and bones are temporary
Don't let your selfish oughts be the reason you die in vain.

Poor Man's Hope

How far have I fallen from grace

A day older, gray are the skies that grow colder

Old successes aren't good enough for the new challenges

The quickness of life isn't what I had imagined

Will I rise from this pit

Or will I keep digging a larger hole

The hole left in my soul from someone who never grew old

The hole I try to fill with mythical paradoxes no one has heard of

Where sanity meets humanity, weighted down by darkness or maybe gravity

How long is the hour of happiness

I just want to be on top of the world again

The lady who raised me fears for my soul

I just want to make her proud

Yet its hard to stand when the wind blows cold

No longer can I hide behind this beard

The cool is exiting and the real has come sooner than near

God please take away my fears, please take away these fears.

Equality's Fault

What if Jesus was white and Ronald Reagan was colored

Would the sun be the moon and what is now land, be water

If time was not real and space had an end

Would the animals be god and men graze the lands

What if truth was of no value and hope was never needed

What if we didn't pay taxes would the government still need us

What about the millions of dollars used to campaign for the politicians, 

That amount of money could pay salaries and purchase groceries and cover many school tuitions

If a child refuses college, the world turns its back in scorn

If one buys into the system, then must we all

What about dreams being fulfilled

And no more sick patients dealing with the stresses of hospital bills

Money seems to play god

Money seems to be the devil

Never mind the wickedness of the world

Never mind the revolution story of the rebels

If a rebel I am, then a rebel I will be

But I will fight for the rights of all men to be free

To be treated fair

For equal opportunities

All blood bleeds red and all hearts beat to somber psalms

Injustice is injustice 

Yet they're never punished for their wrongs

They point the finger

But the fingers show who was really at fault 

What if Jesus was white and Ronald Reagan was colored all along. 

Colored Souls

Ring around the rosie
Tried to beat the nigger out the old me
Burned me to ashes
Existence no more to be
The harsh life of a colored man
God gave me this color man
Playing God gets you in trouble sam
Couldn't be bothered so I ran
Seeking truth
Seeking substance
Seeking the basics
Caesar is the devil
Lies lead to displacement
They claim I'm getting blacker than the tar
And these pot holes are the scars
Being black is an art
Until you let them see the blackness of the dark
They want what they stole
And tell me I have to pay
Political injustice for a kid just trying to make a name
Jesus paved the way
Yet they set you in moral decay
I'll become as black as night before they take what's mine away
Perhaps the harshness of life are my own people not accepting me
Half breed
Half soul
Just 23 chromosomes
Yet I'm the loudest to let freedom ring
When you become God, then you may judge me
From the dust we arose
To the dust when we decease
I can't get down with the man
I have to be me
I can't be down with the man
I must remain me
I can't be apart of the man
The man doesn't believe in free.

Forever Young

You wake up one day and 24 years have gone

Closing your eyes won't retrace tomorrow's dawn

These days of youth are caving in

The time to be a man is when the wind begins

Seems like you never can truly hold on

Time doesn't create forever young

The hands on the clock never have to be wound

We all seek a heart in which we wish to drown

Save the dates

Save the lights

Save the moments in psalms

As soon as it comes its when its gone

Don't let this life pass you by 

Because we can't escape death

If only we could reinvent ourselves again.

The Jungle

Violence is awarded

Self respect lacks importance

Humbleness is avoided

Self righteousness is true glory

How far are we to fall from the tree

For our roots run wild and free

Why aren't we also to be

If it is spoken, then it is done

False pretenses of who we're to become

Bewildered, lost, shades of who we once were

What has and what will

The lies are digging this grave still

God shows his face when we see our own guilt

When times are good we don't call

When times are bad to our knees we hate to fall

There are no I told you so's

There are only hands to help us rise

For if we rise we see better days

But if we just remain we seal our fate

How to overcome ignorance

This is our new pace

How to overcome prejudice

This is when we are to be great

The seasons are becoming the same

The times are seeking change

The dignity and pride we once felt

The morals and values we once held

How can we find our way from being lost

When will our Moses arise from the dust

Who will lead our lost souls from these forbidden sands

Once the last grains fall, who will turn over the glass?

Rebel's Psalm pt 2

Love will rise above thee
What is put in, is what will come forth
Purity and truth guide us home
Peace and hope will conquer all
Jah smites down my enemies
The day to day walk is all but easy
Monetary values do not soothe me
Fright will not conform me
What's right is what's right
My life is my life
He without faith lacks belief
A rebel's journey is the path to free.

Rebel's Psalm

Twenty-three, I'm just trying to make it to twenty-five

I want to live a free life, I want to see fifty in these eyes

But caesars rights are intended to take my people in the night

If not by the bullet, then by miseducation using torment and fright

Placing drugs and guns in the hands of the unwise

Creating worlds by giving free highs

How to captivate art and birth a demise

I wish I could walk out of my house without being viewed as menacing 

We live under the same sun how could I be seen as threatening

We believe in the same Son why do we worship separately 

I see the fear in the men of the world's eyes

Son of God and hated for even being alive

They don't want me to live in their day light

They don't want me to walk down the streets that were made by dark colored hands

I tilled these lands, which they stole from the free man

Kings and Queens fallen from grace

Fallen from pride

Corrupted in dismay

The epitome of being blasphemed by our brothers hands

Why are we seen as savages and not free men.

Soul Rebel

They beat me and called me nigger decades ago

Still alive in the flesh I am their back fired ammo

My name is my name

My thoughts are lost time in my mind

I know how to read and write and not be denied

I will never forget my story, nor will you either

In the abundance of water only a fool will be bitter

They try to hide their past wrongs and keep painting the world white and dirty

So I decided to turn my bucket of color upside down

And walk around the world showing love in my footsteps to higher ground

No matter where I travel my words will travel farther

I won't share in the shedding of the lost tears of others 

I broke the system

I broke their religion

I broke the chains of pain

I write history that they will never taint

I was in the bones of Samson

I was part of the blood in the sweat of Jesus

I am a descendant of David

And Solomon's wisdom lies in the truth I live within

Who are you to take away life,  if you cannot create it

We cultivated these lands

No whips can take away what is to be free

The land we live on will one day be beneath the sea

The time we live in is borrowed

Man's law is man's law

The righteous answer only to God

If you bruise the heel, your head will be chopped off

From sunset to sunset

The tides will sink and rise

Only representing the struggle

Of how far we have drifted from God in our wayward lives.

Windows

Our eyes are the windows to our souls

Confident, nervous or weighed down by the world

The days aren't growing any longer 

And the racism has all but faltered

A generation has been failed by parents who had been failed

As our clocks tic away the time of our lives

We look for mirrored images of the days we struggled to survive

We were told we could be anything we wanted to be

But no one told us that it only applies if we sell our souls for cheap

What makes a system tell you how to live

What's makes another man think he has the right to take but not give

Who told man he could play as if he were God anyway

This corruption we live within isn't just day to day

It's forever or at least until the death of our dreams to be free

A poverty stricken society infiltrated by death, drugs and disease

If only our worried minds could just be allowed to breathe

Maybe we'd make the best of this world and just let hell be.

Willie Lynch

This is not a real place
A society that pays homage to gays

A country that still runs on slaves

Corrupted

Our kids die in the streets every day

Feeding us the needles to take the pain away

Liberation is born this way

Conservation is the chain clanks

Failure to decimate a race

Success is taxes paid

No money for school 

Sell your soul to Sallie Mae

Jordan no longer plays

Saturday's sneakers

How to demise a race

Fashion forward

Guess I won't pay my rent today

Smoke this weed

No gas money

I was going to walk anyway

The essence of words

The use of language

How to bring kings and queens away from home just to be abandoned

Three hundred years later

Tar and feathered still hasn't changed

Words a man wrote who hated himself

Still drive an economy not even white Jesus could save

Paint they're faces on stolen success

I'm just a kid judged not based on my knowledge or wealth

I can't even grow a beard

Or even paint my expressions in the clouds

Father do you see how they treat us even now

My name is not billie or susie

My name is not boy

My name is my name

Its worth cannot be destroyed

I am man

I am the test of time

God I pray for deliverance

For this society that has made breathing while black a crime.

Love

At times I feel I have everything 

At times I feel as if I have nothing

Those fears that usually drive me disappear

Those same fears will return 

But manifested as the flaws I can't grim to bare

Please don't kick me down

Please don't shoot me down

Life is a crazy thing

It's either give your all or nothing 

It's not about me

It's not how much I give

Living selfless

Sacrifice

The reason we all live.