sporadic
jolts of thought
allow
me to breathe some knowledge in your ear
what
i see as a pervading fallacy in my people is fear
willie
lynch has done a good job i see
he has
stripped camaraderie and love away from you and me
we have
committed the only unforgivable sin
Black
folk have become worshippers of white men
we are
in total rebellion to our one and only God
this
is why the struggles of life seem so hard
we think
material things should be our ultimate goal
white
folk do to that’s why we got stolen
from
Africa a place that most us don’t even know about
so we
walk around in confusion always in doubt
and rightly
so, we don’t know our history or our culture
but if
we open our eyes we would see that it is being used by vultures
you must
excuse me while i digress
my conscious
is in such a mess
i too
must do battle with this confusion or will die
you see
that formation in the middle is the opening of my third eye
the window
to my soul that cannot be opened and closed at my leisure
the electromagnetic
waves of thought are causing my brain to seizure
you see
i am proud to be amerikka’s greatest enemy
an African
Womyn, of all people, reclaiming her identity
By: mz.
Trineka greer
©Copyright
July 27, 1997
