The Awaken One.spoken Poetry
“WE WILL REMEMBER”
Deep in this country, we want to forget about the pain,
Pretend it never happen so white supremacy won’t feel ashamed.
Out in the sunshine in the past with nowhere to run,
a little black child for no reason was hung.
Near a lake, a lost body would be found but not recognize,
The mother would cry because she acknowledges her firstborn eyes.
How do you remember what it was like to die hanging from a tree,
so as you read this poem think about your family.
Think about your child knowing you will never see their smile,
now catch your breath and relax for just a little while.
Is this too painful to imagine not hearing there voice anymore,
Because sometimes that what poetry is for.
Push these thoughts until the pain starts to make you cry,
because somewhere in the past a mother had to say good-bye.
Why do I write a poem that puts your soul in the dark,
because, our ancestors that were lynched is deep within my heart.
Into the knowledge blender my words begin to get mix up,
with tears in my eyes, I start screaming, “EYE DONT GIVE A FUCK!!”
How do you swallow a sad tear running down your face,
when you know these memories, we must never erase?
A price tag on your hearts because of you the color of black,
To my mother in the spirit world asking, “How could they do that!!”
We were THE PEOPLE force to become 3/5 of a human being!!
Puting us on postcards being hung didn’t mean a FUCKING thing!
Slabs of meat melanin blacks roasting in the sun,
a lifeless body hangs on a tree, and the walking dead want to get some.
An ugly poem about mutilate genitals I had to write,
because through it all history proves we survive the FIGHT!!
To terrorize a people as a human neck begin to stretch,
is the reason I never teach another creature to fetch!!
Exposed the Awaken poetry by some scare azz coon or uncle tom,
is the reason my poetry refuses to mentally run!!
You will never hear me say Massa to the EVIL of the past,
If ya ain’t ashamed of America, you are broken like glass.
Spread over the globe is a people who will NEVER FORGET,
as the AWAKEN ONE poetry become “TOO LEGIT TO QUIT!!”
So many misinterpreted metaphors, but you must always understand,
hanging because of the color of your skin was never Gods plan.
The ignorant laugh at my poetry as our ANCESTORS soul bleed!!
But history proves when you hung us, “YOU FORGOT WE WERE SEEDS!!…..(WRITTEN BY THE AWAKEN ONE………….ASE!!)……..Written By: PATRICK HORNSBY…… All Rights Reserved ©®U…/04/30/2018.
