WAKE UP MY PEOPLE
This first poem is entitled "Are We Fre". I wrote this poem because I hear alot of us (Afrikan Amerikkkans) say we are FREE, but I dont think that they know the truth. We are not yet free and this poem is gonna prove it. ( I think I wrote that right lol lol lol lol)
ARE WE FREE
My mind is racing never pacing
Time it’s not taking to slow down
Is it an illusion or straight up confusion
Or have I reached the conclusion
That we are not yet free
Maybe from the 1700’s-1800’s slavery
But not from the lying the cheating and the robbery
We steal from each other and we kill each other
Yet we wonder why we can’t be strong
The new generation is already contemplating
About how to make the green that runs this nation
Instead of being in school learning how to read
He’s outside on the corner selling weed
At the age of fourteen he’s got a nine-millimeter gun
in his jeans
ARE WE FREE
Mothers selling their babies for crack
Living in rundown shacks
Walking up and down the streets cause she’s a dope fiend
We want to be free but we are blind and cannot see
That the white man ain’t doing a damned thang
It is us holding ourselves back because support for
each other we lack
When one of us reaches the top we pull them back down
Upset that we couldn’t do the same
I’ll leave you with this
PEACE, no not with your fingers apart
But with your fingers together because
As my GQ brothers say
We will never be free if we aren’t together
ARE WE FREE?
By Darnita “Sweet D” Smith
Copyright©2004
All Rights Reserved
This second one is Die For Your Block. I think it is kind of self explanatory.
“DIE FOR YOUR BLOCK”
You say you will die for your block
But will your block die for you
Is your block going to get you out of jail
When you are caught acting like a fool
Will your block take you in
When you are standing in the cold
When things didn’t go quite right
And you have nowhere left to go
If a bullet comes your way
Will your block take it in the chest
Or will it let you take it and let you die
Pretty much like the rest
Hmph! You say you will die for your block
But will your block die for you?
By Darnita “Sweet D” Smith
Copyright©2004
All Rights Reserved
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