(MOSES IN THE PROMISED LAND)
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE… THERE IS A PURPOSE HERE, LISTEN TO THE MUSIC…
http://youtu.be/KkMiCGTi0SM
I woke up with the intent to throw a monkey wrench in the works.
See I know that the folks that look like me are most of the time my worst enemy, so many so brainwashed that while they are born again they are born lost.
In these times where everybody is educated and plugged in our bulb seems to grow ever dim… The corners where the darkness contains monsters created by a vicious system draw ever near.
Walls closing in.
Babies pulled from mothers wombs and given the mark.
A European last name and a social insecurity number and cast into the pits of public education where not a damn thing is taught relating to the African.
Savages saved and brought to this great nation where minorities still make the best soldiers for the front lines… Fighting for freedom in a land where even the black president ain’t nothing but a well dressed nigger as the tea party calls for a revolution.
Black life is still the cheapest as the government puts more guns and bullets on the street while screaming protection and somewhere a mother puts her baby in the ground.
Tears running down her Negroid features…
Salty like the ocean that the slaveships crossed to bring us here.
Pharaoh just changed his clothes and lost melanin here in Babylon where the Israelites still look for the promised land while dying for being born the wrong color.
Sharif's stand at the judges right hand guarding the republic as slaves in chains are led to the auction block and handed time.
Led to the dungeons.
I woke up with the intent to throw somebody a key.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
