Sunni Patterson - Highway to Nowhere
“How many more examples of distraction will it take for us to lift the veil of ignorance that drapes our faces? We place hands over ears, eyes closed, mock mute, walk dead; have to because they shoot before we speak and when you know the truth of what they do to those who refuse to believe in the lies they feed. It’s either we could crawl and give in feeling helpless under the pressure or we remember. We remember how to walk like warriors, how our feet are on the shoulders of giants, how we’ve conquered chaos before, we have compromised our divinity far too long and all at the hands of an oppressive entity that deliberately aims to kill. And still they will use poison, and steal our cotton and fields, take trillions of dollars, pollute all the water, destroy everything from Phoenix to Florida, then still find time to pimp your daughter or feminize your son, turn two parents into one and one is never enough in the World of too much. Here is the classic equation, you divide up a family, multiply mommies movements cause daddy done moved where no responsibility can ever find him add in depression and bitterness subtract the encouragement then watch the percentages fill up the prisons, see we master mathematicians. Exponents of confusion, we be choosing death as if there are no other options left or right, up or down, shiftless vagabonds roaming around searching for something safe. Seeking, never finding or recognizing the space inside the soft quiet sound that doesn’t compete with crowd of voices or the violent volume here in here is the value of you. So it’s like a vowel, standing in the midst of clanging consents, it’s constant it’s a kind reminder of the connection of us. When so often, so often we have been picked apart, separated and sorted as casual as laundry, after all, after all they say we can never mix the coloureds and the whites, right?”
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