“God made us Black”
God made the heavens
The earth and the universe
God made us Black
The original people of the earth in his likeness
Works of the creator
God made life in tune
No need to greed
Life is a rough road
Survival is the test
Works of the Creator
God made the elements
With no schedule
Balancing all six seasons
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall,
Wet dry and everywhere there is the wind
Works of the Creator
God made Black people with extra portions
of love in every smile
In your spirits eyes
What matters the color of skin?
What matter the color of hair?
What matters the color of eyes?
We didn’t make ourselves
God made us Black
And God don’t makes mistakes
Works of the Creator
God made Black people
With rhythmic patterns and artistic expressions
Always thanking our Mothers and God
Yelling waving smiling and grinning on TV
“Hi Mom” but what about the Fathers
Works of the Creator
God made Black people for peace
God is within us
Every Man Woman and Child
Here for peace
Endurance is on our side
Works of the Creator
God made other nations
They steal our artifacts
Wealth recourses minerals and our lives
Thieves of the world
Europe, America, Caribbean,
S. America, S. Africa,
All Black People in the same boat
Africa is our home
Works of the Creator
God made Art history herstory sports music
We take no man’s land no man’s land
We plan to survive and succeed
With the harmony of nature
We didn’t make ourselves
Works of the Creator
God made us Black
God made us Black
God made us Black.
“Love self first”
Opportunities can occur
Making love changes
Much in need
For the time we live
Balancing certain things
Demanded of nature
Love self first
Self preservation
Is the first law of nature
Falling in line with
Love self first
Love the wind
Love the world
Love others
Love nature
Love God
Love things around you
Love to be loved
But most of all love self first
Your eyes are your ears
Your heart is your mind
Your life is your love
So love self first
Birth caught you by chance
That’s how you got this far
Love was given to you
Through lessons of love
Taught by your parents
Or someone who loved you
Your first lesson in life was
Love self first, love self first.
“A thinking moment”
We are controlled
By the commercial of greed
And only seeing where we really are
When our hands are against the walls
And legs spread wide apart
Or lying prone at the feet
Of some policeman
With his favorite companion
A German Sheppard dog
Our situation is called
D e l a y e d j u s t i c e
Time know many many many times
We are defended
By our own brothers and sisters
With many degrees in law
And much knowledge of justice
But cannot see
Past the all American dollar bill
Which has no conscience
In the eyes on many
And seconding the motion
For the filthy rich
Who gives less that a damn about all of us
Unless we stop payment
But there are too many black bullets in America
Too many black bullets in America
We can’t stop payment
Even if we wanted to
Even if we wanted to.
“Eyes from your head to your toes”
If you have two flat feet
Or you have fallen arches
And corns on all your toes
When you get a pedicure
They use a file and touch
You can still run fast to save your ass, on the last day.
When the streets are closed
If you are knock kneed
Or you got those thin thighs
Or your thighs are so big
One has to get permission from the other to pass
You can still run fast to save your ass, on the last day.
When the streets are closed
If you got the big butt or the small size butt or a butt so small
It wouldn’t make a dead man a bowl of soup
You can still run fast to save your ass, on the last day
When the streets are
closed
If you worked so hard in your life
You back is bent like the letter J, or a Z or a C
And the pain is logged inside your brain
You can still run fast to save your ass, on the last day.
When the streets are closed
If you got cash in your pockets,
In New York City the $100. dollar bill has anthrax,
In Miami the $50.dollar bill has anthrax,
In Cleveland the $20 dollar bill has anthrax,
In La the $10 dollar bill has anthrax,
In Atlanta the $5. dollar bill has anthrax,
In Mississippi $1. dollar bill has anthrax
Yet crack users are free basing the anthrax from the money
They say it’s the best high in the world
But you can’t get high but once, on the last day.
When the streets are closed
What about sex? Eyes of the East says
Sometimes no sex, is better than a lot of sex
Because of the side effects, on the last day
Poetry is just like sex, when it’s good it’s good
And when it’s bad, it’s still good on the last day
When the streets are closed
A gay junkie preacher
Got too many sins
He say he wont run, on the last day
When the streets are closed
If you have white skin
Or black skin
Or red skin or yellow skin
What diffidence does it make on the last day?
When the streets are closed
If you have blue eyes
Or brown eyes or black eyes, or grey eyes
What difference does it make on the last day?
When the streets are closed
If you have red hair
Or blonde hair or brown hair or black hair
Or dreads or Jeri curls or your head is so bald,
I can smell your brains
What difference does it make on the last day?
When the streets are closed
If you got one arm or two arms
Or one leg or two legs or one eye or two eyes
You can still run fast on the last day
When the streets are closed
Keep in mind people,
your life is between your head and your toes
And what you don’t see,
you done need to know on the last day.
When the streets are closed
When the streets are closed
When the streets are closed.
“Everybody will be equal after the bomb”
America is a bomb, and racism is the detonator
And everybody will be equal after the bomb.
The directors are playing with time
By producing a disaster
That will almost slow down time
Harming everybody and everything on this earth
With the bomb the bomb the bomb
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
Ready or not
Sounds will be quadraphonic
In more directions than one can see
Oohs and aahs will be awesome
Tomorrow will be now now now
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
East will go west north will go south
The rats and roaches
Will dig deeply for cover
Proving and providing how they can
And will survive survive survive
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
The suburbs will go to the slums
The slums will go to the ghetto
Downtown in town cross town and uptown
Will go to the moon the moon the moon
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
Education and knowledge will be useless
Everything will be moving fast fast fast
And time won’t mean a thing
As fools congratulate other fools
Webster’s definition of fools fools fools
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
The truth will be out
And the whole world will know
But oh! but oh! but oh! but oh!
But naturally of course some will pray
They said it was an accident
Fools playing with time
Playing games games games
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
Fires will be smoking red
Races and colors will blend freely
Tomorrow will have to wait wait wait
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
If anything is left
It will be shared equally
From that day on
Life lives gain again again again again again
And everybody will be equal after the bomb
After the bomb
After the bomb
After the bomb.
“Love knows all”
Love knows all sadness, that’s in our hearts
It captures situations to remind us
That it never gets out of time
No matter the weather
Of the intelligence of the mind
Love is more that the things we see
Love is more we know
Regardless of who we be
Love is the beauty of people
Love is the beauty of time
Love is the beauty of space
The space of your mind
Sometimes love loves people
Who don’t love them selves.
LOVE KNOWS ALL
LOVE KNOWS ALL.
“Time after another time”
We born
We live
We die
Our bodies
Returns to dust
This makes dirt
This makes things grow
Along comes some water
And makes mud
So be careful
What you step in
It could be
My life.
Is Said