(WE ALPHA AND OMEGA RISE)
THE SOUND OF ROOTS NATTY DIGGING DEEP...
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We embrace pineally on planes beyond these meager existences, these fragile shells that we inhabit.
We have lived since the first African man awoke to find you by his side.
He looking at your form and growing hard, you needing protection for you would bear the fruit of his seed.
Without you he would cease to be, the loss of you his finality.
We symbiotic stand torn apart, a result of burned libraries and enslaved villagers.
We have survived the worst existence possible, the worst ignorance imaginable, we ignored and verified.
You feeding he and her at your breast while mammy raised our children, taught them to be the best lil niggas they could.
Red, white and blue in the background.
Stars and bars as rappers find ghetto fame at the end of prison sentences.
He now hard for another man cause homies apparently matter more than bitches, jeans dropped low in invitation.
She no longer needs a man cause strap ons never get soft, a woman knows what turns a woman on and so on.
We watch the babies grow and get cut down like weeds in the garden, flowers ignored and trampled under conventional wisdom.
The system playing such a sweet melody backed by the most devastating bass and pumped surround sound into living rooms and onto laptop screens.
Passed off as democracy.
We Sun and Earth, We Iris and Osirus, We Alpha and Omega.
We sigh.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
