THE PSYCHE OF LIFE

they say this is the time for dogmatic soundbites
and tribelistic affars.that our lives should entwined in
political art manifesting black not so much white
deeper thinking take you into open seas
every man for himself small steps on long rope

so lets speak candidly equality is best before the law
their is no such thing.out side on the street we walk
alone in single files holding hands is lame,no two man
is the same destination will be when you succum to this life..

they say confederacy is woke.
and we should tear down statues systematic foundatuions
that stand on for the people and be great like homer
without a define birth,hundread years lost in dense fog and history
must be clense yes of its guilt cruelty measure out to we the people,

they say my pops was a taylor,a man of the people
for we the people,a humble man who spend hours with needleand thread yarning away desire of his people,he too must be woke so
his life can be change with the system,
what have we the people learn from the journey headache
of migration and still we cry without representation or voice

they say money is not onle eveil
it is also the root yet it is gold to banks
ask me and i say we never had any,h
history is yesterday who dare change that how do we keyed
ones memory to forget breakfast dementia and keep the world merry,

we the people have know time,endure punishment
with long tears bruses and fractured soul,yet our heart never change
or strip of our blackness to love.so today you ask we the people to be
waken in this life we live for everlasting how can that be..