I Can't Breathe

Who appraises the value on black life Who mandated virtue be the others prize Why is ivory exalted higher than gold Shun truth, for a coveted lie Who jacks off to black tragedy porn, with wanton eyes Milly Rock vilified bitter crop Forced from ripe to rot Strange fruit looped for all time Boogeyman born from presumption to flesh Who got lambasted in the Press Got their jacket pulled once they lacked a pulse Now their humanitys reviled Mausoleums fashioned within our minds A wall of names recalled in ire Here lies every untimely victim Of a racially motivated demise Who are the ancient tribe of origin Who asserted that dark skin should offend Who decreed the penance be limb from limb Who penned that ordinance We reside in parallel Americas Paralyzed by ambivalence Not a fair one but a flare up As we glare at another apparent lynching To forgo forlorn lore forged Sever that Norse noose to coarse mulch My Othello flesh complexion of coal Ethnic suggestion is Moor Oppression is more prevalent My main man said the mane of the mare pestilence Carried a fetid stench Presently death holds no prejudiceAnd will not judge you On the basis of race gender or status It just decimates Could be snake eyes on the dice shake Just goin to buy you a breakfast plate Cynical killjoy scrawling memoirs Verifiable vibe defiler Not a simp inclined to sit on the fence Between hell and tidal wave These times try a sane mans resolve Prompting the same to satiate a shaken mettle with prescribed sedatives The desperate and deranged have access to weapons Smith and Wesson is Molech The citizens reverence Koch Heckler The carnal minded share a common bond Of the Columbine kind at the slightest threat We're all Joe Bonham goners Average man is a misnomer Untrained aim and a fools focus Make us all ops for an oops moment Huddle with the meek or be heaped corpses Guess cooler heads truly do prevail Thats why the morgues filled, lick shots, lick chops Canines remain moistened A carnivore feast, blood pours from each portion Of a leaking meat morsel Hordes stymied by the virus of violence I stifle desire to leap forward This is my day off I didnt plan to watch the world burn But I cannot sleep The smell of smoke breached as turned And its getting hot, yet this fever will not subside It's squeezing us all Screaming to wheezing to calm I can't breathe