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The end of Their World Part II |
The irony of life is such, at the same moment |
I let the ink flow started writing this here poem |
Would have love for her to hear it |
Not even an hour past, my mother’s body disconnected with her spirit |
Few tears started soaking up my t shirt |
Seen the face god I seen dove then it got blurred |
My mother gave her life to others, others lived for themselves |
And left her some baggage full of suffering |
Her managers and other high ranking officials |
Together plotted to sabotage her militancy |
Sat her in an open cell for a year and a half |
Where metal shrapnel would rain through an innocent breeze |
And while they gave themselves a golden parachute |
Mom got sick at age 50, she has to bear the news |
Left me with a few words as a legacy |
I carry on the battlefield, on a war with destiny |
In this economy we flaunt and we justify |
The forest weeps even animals pick up the vibes |
Staring at a screen fronting like we want to save the planet |
And cry when a few bucks out of our Paycheck vanish |
While they poisoning the air, 500,000 dead |
As if Covid’s the only sole culprit, that being said |
What’s happening’s not a surprise it’s very logical |
The consequence of this economy is ecological |
And I still want to believe that’s there’s higher power |
While my belief in the human kind is rather sour |
And that’s to say, we only get what we deserve |
And when the tundra disappeared new viruses will emerge |
When I was born I was crying, I wasn’t laughing |
Perhaps I knew that I was thrust within a huge disaster |
A sacrifice at the altar of this human folly |
Insects we crush do more for us in this melancholy |
This capitalistic system will exist |
Only if everybody at the table getting fed |
In 2020 it’s Judas who got his fix |
Ate all the bread still Jesus let him live |
While we protest multi-national supermarket chains |
50 years ago, we people let them win the game |
Lower prices, more processed food, cheaper brands |
How we know to trust em when they slap organic on the stamp |
We all responsible for this current circumstance |
We vote and manifest, we hate what we see happening |
Rallies full of hate waiting for the perfect catalyst |
But the revolution will be tied to our consumption |
In America, health and prevention’s almost a great sin |
Which means the patient and the client are the same thing |
Proper nutrition that medicine is less expensive |
But Medicare’ll do you better when the cancer festers |
Had many back and forth’s with some arrogant physicians |
Walking thru corridors of hospitals in poor conditions |
In which, so many of us suffered the worst trauma |
In these sad places where humanity is non-grata |
The health systems are fragmented |
You got good nurses and doctors on the one side |
But on the other side big pharma is outsized |
Like a Cartel in the Mexico, the scheme is organized crime |
Promoting breakthroughs a mascot on steroids |
Who refuses to die numbing his pain with some opioids |
A dealer, rocking a pharmacist apron |
Who sells us snake oil in a lab down in Dayton |
And at the end of the day only intentions matter |
Reality will always catch up to the reckless chatter |
Solutions easy to find it’s not a secret |
Thinking about our youth, damn we in some deep shit |
Consented to this carnival mapped on the long-term |
Costume party the youth are masked with the Mossberg |
A shipwreck where it’s survival of fittest |
A perpetual revisit of 2009 misses |
Platforms where you see doctors become the journalists |
Alarmist journalists become doctors we watch it burn again |
We cancel, judge and crucify but it depends who |
Those who own the channel choose who put they put the lens to |
And it’s hard to form alliances and get to people buy in |
While some, looking for buzz while others is doing science |
And I never thought I’d see the day |
Where great professors get scolded on by TV personalities who talk all day |
Where the last in class considers himself a genius |
Much like a terrorist the same DNA sequence |
The YouTube and the TV channel resident |
Singing off tune, American Idol of medicine |
Spewing agendas off a script with mad confidence |
Pushing for measures bringing catastrophic consequence |
And the worst that’s yet to come won’t even be a virus |
These «tools» will all be stuck when comes the next crisis |
All I can do is laugh at these godless fearmongers |
The fear death became their church within their subconscious |
Could a simple vaccine bring solidarity? |
Nah, the world’s gluttonous with a big lack of parity |
Under the guise of protecting the elders |
Billions being made on the deadliest weapons |
Stats replacing words by technocratic nerds |
Numbers ratios leading this undemocratic world |
When they don’t like the numbers, they get thrown in a trash |
Hidden truths, hidden behind these letters they use to mask |
But who’s held accountable? And where’s the transparency |
We get it, your type plays by different rules apparently |
Pain killers other legal drugs in all our cabinets |
And when we mention natural remedies they start bashing us |
Our city’s subjected to the laws of the Dirty Dozens |
I turn the News on and all I see is bunch of suckers |
Playing with human emotions and taking them for hostage |
Pumped us with fear, rational thought’s lost in the process |
Leaving a welcome sign for fascism to enter |
Popping pills to numb ourselves for the dark winter |
Mister congressman our hands cannot stop the flow of sand |
Why so many houseless in the cold, make us overstand |
Conspiracies inspired by conspirators |
Who conspire turn around and blame conspiracy theorist |
Throughout history all we’ve seen is war and rifts |
So don’t try to tell me plots don’t exist |
Kicks to the gut, schemes for the wicked |
Gentlemen dressed in nice suits, we call it business |
Lies and weapons of mass distraction |
Millions are dead, while the consent is manufactured |
Selling war as noble cause you know the cost is death |
Avery time they lower oil cost |
Fighting war on drugs, «down» with the communists |
But really they used drug money to kill the communists |
While crack cocaine was tearing up the hood |
Seen it in the 80's they were scheming on us good |
During the month of March, they gave us their analysis |
The economy can tank we gotta salvage it |
And just about a half a million deaths later |
Fake news, real news who got the correct data? |
Red Alert! Red Alert! |
Nobody move and nobody get hurt |
Panic buying toilet paper in the bunker |
Running a Milgram experiment on Archie Bunker |
So many lies peddled, people believe in nothing |
Disconnected from it all, rather make up something |
And yes, fear and paranoia can make you an addict |
Cause and effects, got u doing pseudo-mathematics |
Hope is thin, in this divisive atmosphere |
Too much smoke, blown up our ass, for the path to clear |
And if you got time, to post a million hateful comments |
Can you keep the plight of the less fortunate in your conscious |
You don’t want them here right, the earth is bigger |
Drunk driving with your mask on and a hurt liver |
And as you wear your mask, you also wear it on your sleeve |
Same way, you’ll change your mind depending on the wind speed |
But don’t worry jack, got my finger on the pulse |
Gather the sheep and the pork, I’m a hit em off |
And if the number of deaths, that you wanna stop |
One percent of the armament budget will make it drop |
Every year, 8 or 9 million lives can saved |
But providing clean water’s been a failure |
While these dummies playing, way too busy brandishing their gun |
While they selling jet fighters to Saudi Arabia |
We playing with fireworks during these deadly times |
Life and death, decided by arbitrary line |
Life is not black and white just a happy chaos |
We celebrate until death comes to end the séance |
During this pandem (ic), they pitting them against them |
How many dead, waiting for a cure against death |
Can read the hypocrisy on their face? |
When you bury the ones you hate, just so you can save face |
And so it seems that many seem to forget |
That we’re not bunch of computer you can fix when you sick |
Speculative bubbles and economic growth |
Gave us a sense of invincibility deep inside our soul |
When it hits the fan, they say artist is non-essential |
When we hit a rough patch, as if music isn’t helpful? |
Yet you use our names when it’s time to raise some funds |
When times are bad, you drop us like we weight a ton |
But nothing new under the sun my young gunner |
In this country a real job is one that makes you suffer |
From a sinking ship, we film the one drowns |
And turn around and act like a modern day Malcom now |
20 years ago, these bright marketers killed the music |
Privatized the hospitals guess who’s the biggest loser |
The way I see unity is way gone |
Obama, Bush, the Clintons and the Trumps sang the same song |
Our daughters can’t breathe, our sons can’t breathe |
Their future walking on tight rope without a plan B |
Can see the world of tomorrow, written on their faces |
We judge them and categorize them, it makes me anxious |
Between clichés of terror and homages |
Soon to be washed up by a tsunami of broken promise |
America on paper’s full of inspiring pablum |
When the real America’s really a war factory |
No talk of reparations ghetto still segregated |
We know the numbers like Lauryn got us miseducated |
Corrupt police culture and bunch of corrupt officials |
Ready to screw our future up, to move up a little |
Stuck in a juvenile wrestling match |
As if you had to crush or hurt people to get your message passed |
I’m not impressed, and there’s those who think on the left |
Cause they sitting at the bar drinking with couple blacks |
You might think you know a few, but you don’t know their fight |
Hard to picture life in basement from the 8th flight |
Until the night you get in a scuffle and catch a right |
That’s when you went from being left to the extreme right |
And I try not to judge cause anyone can change |
Not a child of violence, I rather the peace reign |
We pay our taxes whether wins or loses |
So we still as American as these folks that be burning crosses |
And you can write about your epigenetics |
Trying to cope against the times changing that’s just pathetic |
Pointing fingers at Africa when you speak of corruption |
When nepotism’s all we see in this banana republic |
You think we equal? Lies, brothers and sisters? Lies |
Are you listening? Nah do you respect us? |
Lies |
Put in perpetual second class to keep you balanced |
The «American Dream» sold to the biggest addicts |
Alt-right reactionary, liberal anarchist |
Inventing words, what the hell’s a right wing populist |
Plutocrats for bureaucrats, eco-anarcho fascists |
Killing each other at the bottom while they get mad rich |
Deforestation, exporting manufacturing jobs |
To keep the Dow Jones popping lives get sabotaged |
Slave labor, overseas and corporate takeovers |
Mansions in America and Africa’s the lay over |
Migrants in overcrowded boats, don’t nobody care |
We ransacked their land for them to die there |
We sign contracts then we swindle out of them |
Amen, you out of luck If u live in Yemen |
More bombs, drone fighters is the avatar |
How many kids die, politicians don’t say Allah-u-Akbar |
Look at Vietnam, look at Cambodia |
Kissinger was never judged they put him on a podium |
You can round up 400,000 innocent lives |
And get the Nobel Peace prize for killing them |
Easy to study the theory and codes of their religion |
This ain’t the definition of war, this is terrorism |
Articulating these ideas became complicated |
Especially, when emotions get implicated |
And tomorrow we’ll cry tears for the present day |
Just for us to come, right back to where we are today |
Thinking back at Kyle Rittenhouse |
Or that driver back in Nice who ran over a crowd |
It’s the same anger, same madness behind the iris |
They’ll say one is depressed, the other is part of ISIS |
It’s the culture they be promoted that’s the real problem |
You can gotta make them talk about you to become somebody |
To represent a cause, no longer be anonymous |
Where shocking news is the favorite drug of the audience |
Where we post on Facebook and we tweet our moods |
Showing the best parts and highlights, we pick and choose |
Picture perfect life, mad exotic places |
Perfect relationship photoshop machinations |
And when that break-ups happen it’s «F» everything |
Fishing for more likes as a medicine |
And when depression and hate, meet at the altar |
It’s a deadly date with the grim reaper as a stalker |
It’s nothing deep, there’s really no rhyme or reason |
Only a fire that’s exposed during the hottest season |
Looking for meaning so we roam, life can be lonely, nobody wanna die alone |
I think about it but can’t find the solution |
Self centered punks out to brunch living an illusion |
With some delusions of grandeur looking for some answers |
On TV inspired by life of dead gangsters |
You got the Proud and the Boogaloo Boys |
Who feel entitled to a land, that was stolen from natives |
Calling the BLM protestors a bunch of hooligans |
Cops were killed during the storm, who u trying to fool again? |
Certain medias trying to down play it |
And when we saw the cops kill Floyd they tried to blame him |
Dog whistling, we tired of the double-talk |
Seeing pundits do linguistical somersaults |
Hard to express myself in 140 characters |
So I do it here love love, that’s how I’m sharing it |
In an era where extreme discourse became banal |
The bully pulpit throwing tomatoes at the crowd |
Since 9−11 seems more souls are close minded |
If you got a different belief they wanna close line it |
They know my background so every time’s somebody’s killed |
They wanna know my opinion as if I bore the guilt |
Same excrement, different toilet |
Joseph Kony still killing it’s so disappointing |
Little by little, they peg us as the enemy |
To low information voters who we might never see |
But when we win big, the skin color vanishes |
Look how we celebrate sports after a championship |
Tired of rapping bout the same problems for 20 years |
It’s easy to the sell the world as black and white and be millionaire |
Wanna be rich? Deny the history, that’s the grift |
What a masterful denial with an asterisk |
Let’s be afraid to be in public and protect our hearts |
Manipulated by our fears thus keeping us apart |
That’s what a terrorist wants right? To keep us scared |
I guess so far they won, cause we already there |
You hear the way they talk they despise the underclass |
School curriculums white washed with bunch of crap |
Michael Brown, Rodney king to Michel Zecler |
But they love you if you Stefan Curry or Clyde drexler |
But if you ain’t around those neighborhoods you’d never know |
How many friends I had to bury, can never let it go |
Way Too young to die, victims of senseless killing |
No peace, it’s life or death in certain US cities |
And it’s hard to comprehend if you ain’t lived that |
To be harassed for what you look like where you live at |
A world destroyed by folks who got nothing to lose |
Inflicting pain on the innocent cause they make the rule |
It breeds anger, homegrown terrorist |
Who shoot up schools under some fictitious narrative |
Discriminated at school and when u look for jobs |
Every field even housing, you have to fight the odds |
And then the youth start to believe it they feel ostracized |
Another generation at the margin pauperized |
Flip side, so in love with so called excellence |
Of these white collars ass crooks that they be selling us |
Get paid, only dollars are here to worship |
They don’t wanna read about Kwame Ture they rather floss and |
Cause all the words, they steal them and flip em |
They weaponize them and they use them on the victims |
And the intolerant deemed as culture warriors |
Acting like they the Victims, they the ones that been victorious |
A society where only themselves considered righteous |
And any other culture gets treated like a virus |
Imbecilic debates I don’t wanna partake |
Hate speech can never enter into god space |
They try to make choose sides either good or bad |
Am I «Charlie» or not I’m just me and that makes them mad |
Picture a convalescent shooting up a hospital |
Nowadays critical thought seems impossible |
Living life with death, omnipresent in your subconscious |
Inundated with negative thoughts, that you gotta process |
Been in a major crisis ever since my day of birth |
The elders tell me it’s been like this since they been on earth |
Compassion packed her bags and she left the block |
Leaving a nation afraid boiling in the melting pot |
And when the drama hits, people want a scapegoat |
All this time, the elected leaders had a say so |
Treated like bonobos bottom of the totem pole |
We free, but it’s when you free that you more vulnerable |
Imagine if I just lose it and start to wild out |
And they kill me as my weapon starts to shout out |
I know it’s sad they would make me out as a pariah |
And say I was radicalized five minutes prior |
We take note, we accept it and shut our mouths |
While the police force repress and control the crowd |
Our people suffering, crying out without a cent |
And it’s society that suffers 100 percent |
This ain’t working, we need something that works better |
We can’t relate these politicians don’t bring us together |
Our lives are like fireworks on January first |
We didn’t cause the mess, they want us to clean the dirt |
It’s war against this and war against that |
But war is when the bombs blow and wigs get capped |
Ask the elders who survived the Nazi regime |
Go to Syria or Yemen ask them what they see |
On all subjects, security and the economy |
The MAGA’s will try to say thing were better back in slavery |
Goes back to the clash of civilizations |
Greed and violence and effects of globalization |
The money crosses borders information crosses borders |
Narcotic crosses borders, and oil crosses borders |
And money never travels alone |
So it’s no surprise bloodshed and sorrow also crosses borders |
Maybe since Eisenhower is when we held the leach |
Our country decided to be the world police |
Like a dead beat dad, the land we live in |
Is it too much to ask for Uncle Sam to love his children? |
Land of the migrants, land of opportunity |
Stolen from the native decimated their communities |
How many got lynched? How many tears poured? |
How many moms screaming «dear lord!»? |
And I still stand for peace |
Even though it seems technology wants us to beef |
In ten years we experienced a century’s worth |
Mad loss our entire value system is hurt |
Different generations speaking different dialects |
Imagine 30 years ago if they had internet |
We can debate about it, it’s an accelerator |
Members in white supremist groups would be a lot greater |
Politicians let them fester and grow |
Better or worst, all they care about is getting a vote |
Some lives matter, other lives not much |
Little to no punishment after the Capitol rush |
While the indigenous are silenced while pipelines laid |
Pretty little speech, Wall Street gets paid |
Minerals in Congo who cares? Those are negros |
The shareholder’s appetite’s larger than Debo’s |
While reality shows sucking on our brain cells |
Metal hard headed hearts encased in the same shell |
Instagram and Facebook gassing up our ego |
Priming you for brainwash by fascistic ethos |
Is the world much worse? I doubt it |
But it’s on repeat! In the background while we browsing |
And it marinates inside our soul for days |
And the echos of anxiety run deep inside our brain |
Watching documentaries feeling blue, but if I’m honest I |
Rather just watch some animals, cause I can feel the god inside em |
And If I die it’s with a loving heart my friends |
I’m still here Waiting for their world to end |