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Root Knowledge

Ancient Wisdom

When the crisis is over, what then must take place
Is to seek realignment. Renewed consciousness
Is primordial revelation of the things
That will bring about peace wherein true freedom rings.
Tapping deeply into our nature, we access
Understanding sufficient for healing our race.

Revolution is ugly, as it reflects vice
On the grandest of order. With all up in arms
About what we’re becoming, reliance on hope
Is a dance of neurosis upon a tightrope
That has lost half its tautness. Our spirit it harms.
Tyranny controls souls at an ominous price.

  We believe it is happening only because
Of whatever conspiracy theory fits well.
Nonetheless, we’re in trouble – the worst ever known.
Now that there’s a good chance that the wicked be thrown
To the demos of justice, the emergent spell
Cast upon us is reason for heartfelt applause.

With the focus undeviating and direct
To the point of our purpose and what we stand for,
We can implement change for the better in pride
For maintaining commitment all through the hell ride.
I can be more than hopeful for what is in store
For a people who will once again know respect.

The Meanth Of Juneteenth

Nationwide Recognition

The true Meanth Of Juneteenth as is seen by the slave
Is a thing of importance. It’s good to be free
Of the chains of damnation of body and mind
By a mass of oppressors among humankind.
Civil wars fought in earnest don’t help us to see
That our cowardice weakens the home of the brave.

As this war rages onward so many see red.
Any bull who shits color is one who is sick
From improper digestion of what’s been made law.
My forefathers were fucked with and what’s worst of all…
Men and women of redness will speak with their dick.
It has been the true master of all the bloodshed.

Looking on to the future I do see but hope.
In the upcoming decades the young will emerge
On the platforms of leadership. All will be fine.
As I celebrate freedom I look for a sign
In the present day madness to temper the scourge
In a manner consistent with how we all cope.

Why can’t we all be human? Yet grossly we are
More or less all depending on whose rights are right.
I can call blacks ‘my people’ because much we share
And with them I am proud to be of those who care
That our wars over freedom may vanish from sight.
Juneteenth is our reminder that we have come far.