We Are Not Free
One's conscious drives them to make a choice,
Ones that succeed speak.
Others that wanna succeed silence the voice.
Dreams spark the love that is present
But put down because jobs are lost.
Our people still struggle to fix their flaws.
But why do people bother searchin'?
Life is futile,
Promethus complex,
everything I say is burned,
taken out of context and returned,
Langston Hughes, Dream Deferred.
Success, like everything else
is in the eye of the beholder.
But the darkness of ignorance
blinds my pupils.
Daggers of disgust pin me down
in this feudal system we call life.
Damn, how could this be?
The absence of light crosses us,
true meaning of life loses us,
or was it ever found?
Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape and let it fall...
-Mos Def
-Illipsis
1 comment:
brett, you are truly a poet. i miss you soo much. you must make a skype name asap so we can video chat and i can see your beautiful face! <3
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