We Are Dying

We Are dying

We Are dying

And there is nothing we can do about it til we march

Til we unify

Til we self-love

Blood trickling into the sewers

Blood flowing down the gutters

Blood spewing from every expression of self-hate

Blood

Blood is what we spill

Blood is what we are

Unify brothers and sisters

From every aspect of the African diaspora

Come together in rage, in peace, in strength, in solidarity, in triumph, in victory

Lay down your skinny jeans

Lay down your delusional sense of equality

Lay down your name brand clothes and fancy cars

Lay down your generational separation from the struggle and know

That it never ended. We struggle now, but are too busy trying to kumbaya to see

 For they are the trappings and the preoccupation of an idle people

Lay down your doubt

Lay down your fear

Lay down your complacency and a RISE
For the oppressed won’t be oppressed for long

Black Power! Black Power! Black Power!

Love thy self

Covet thyself

Embrace thyself

Kiss thyself

Beeee thyself

For when the time comes to rise up and fight we will know

We will know by the fire

The fire in the eyes of our people

The time has come

The meek shall inherit the earth

And that time is NOW!

(c) Mo Groves