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Sunday, May 29, 2011

La La Lies

The hardest job of being a poet is to agitate the masses
especially when the masses would rather be lulled deeper into sleep

So here is something you can't understand
how your money hungry leaders could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
how your money hungry leaders could just kill a man
That was the chant at the Malcolm X festival
when some man in a Marcus Garvey costume tried to sell me a Free Huey T-shirt
And in protest,
I handcuffed him to a white woman with a Martha Stewart head wrap and Dashiki on
and she had the nerve to ask me in Swahilli to kick a poem

So i grabbed the microphone and said,

 Check One!
So i grabbed the microphone and said:
Check One!
One day in 1948 every man, woman and child in Palestine
woke up wondering why the rest of the world was suddenly calling the best parts of their country Israel

But that was too real so they shut my mic down
The festival was a non profit event funded by the IMF and my level of truth bought them way outside of compliance so i decided to project my voice and become even more defiant
And i said,
Amiri Baraka once told me if you want to catch the truth
then you got to follow the money
So here we go, here we go here it come, here it come
here it come come
Which father and son gained the most off of 9-1-1
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled
was to convince his own people that he wouldn't be willing to kill'em for 40 billion
Even though it's well known
that the father's CIA illegally financed the amputation of thousands of Angolan children
Even though it's well known that the father's sloppy ass Gulf War
murdered ten of thousands of Iraqi civilians
Even though it's well known that the father's defense investment firm
had its initial public offering right after we loss our loved ones in them two buildings
But when the poet tells the truth then the poet becomes the villain
High dosages of reality fuck up your feelings
But since i want change, even with a gun to my head my motto remains the same
Until we have truth, how the hell will we ever have true healing?
President lies, FBI covers up media spin the story 'til you don't give a fuck
If the poets only please the crowd, then the masses wax corrupt
LaLa La La LaLaLa Lies!

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