For the last poets and those who know it
For the soldiers who marched the last glory dance with death
And the people they made foes with.
For the panthers and political banter that shaded views.
For a race of under-privileged, the derelict and different hues.
For the graceful who walked for miles in worn down shoes.
For the meek of mighty sorts who lay in tombs,
for they struggled up to God despite their wounds.
For those who gave up hope and had no fight.
For the voiceless misled souls who died in plight.
For the old who still believe in stride of what's true.
For disease itself for changing all the things we knew.
For the sick who never got to see a cure.
For making lives who change the world who borne the pure.
For chains so cold that held them down and kept them slaves
for prison walls and apathy that does the same.
For streets that fill with lives that have no home
discarded like trash or even worse, left like rats to roam.
For the stars who never got to share their shine
The earth is yours 'cause you believed you would in time.
For the angels up above who keep me safe.
For the scared who ran from the demons they couldn't face.
You are not alone. It's only in time we find our place.
(REWORKED)
For the uncorrupted minds never toiled by the twist of their spine;
contorted by lies or made fools for a jesters court to pass the time.
For the brave who dawned the Armour of ancient knights
protected from blades and peircing thrusts until twilight
For the generations passed and the wise who've made old friends
with father time not made cynical by lessons of reason or by rhyme.
For addictions spawn who ran through my viens and changed my
pace;
destroyed my state of being and uprooted me to a dismal space.
For the girl in me that wants to run to a safer place when I feel my truths are too much a burden; when I feel disgraced.
For the many times I spread my legs and hid my face.
For the shit that haunts me I'm done tryin' to erase. Fuck it.
For tryin' to define my race.
For the coward who ran up in me and took my choice. When I said 'no', when I screamed aloud, you ignored my voice.
For the will to change above all else when failure is all you know; for overcoming yourself.
For AIDS you evil ill who took my mom.
For robbing me;
for depleting races, for annihilating the strong.
For believing what I do and being told I'm wrong.
For the Native seeds of the purest blood; you are the fruit of the land. Daughters of Queens and sons' of Kings, borne of the African sands.
For endless possibilities that never stopped short in the way of me.
For the casualties of war who were taken casually.
For the human toll ....
For all the fighters that rose up against the machine rather than play a role.
For the order is peace mentality that never meant much to a free thinker like me
For the lie that says this is the land of the free
For all of us that struggle up to God and those who get lost on the
journey
Remember that as long as you're here: 'Life, and nothing less is your
destiny'.
Terrianne copyright� 15-04 all rights reserved by the author.
