Post by Sekhem on Apr 8, 2008 8:09:02 GMT -5
inspired by another postcard....blackman screaming with head popped off blue and clear liquid spuing...hands clinched....
Can you understand...
Lotus Lion - 4-4-08
Can you understand...
Can you understand...
I'm a Black Man
My waters stirred every day in a myriad of ways
away from my central loving core
so many places, I don't fit in the spaces
proscribed for me...
never really did and now...
no more
Everyday....
I struggle to stand
just to be a simple man
but the pressures weight heavily
to rip the essence of me to shreds
some days ...I just wake up to dred
sometimes I just need to scream... let off steam
so many wholes poked daily in my humanity
pray one day I can rise up from this bad dream
each day...another day of sun to shun me
just out of my reach
the cold bar barriers block me
my shoulders bruised from the reaching
hands singed from the nearness of possibilities
destiny 3 feet in front of me and yet
may well be 3,000 miles for all the good it does
when really...all I want is just a simple home and alittle love
maybe a wife at my side and some children
on a plot of dirt I can call my own
some small private paradise I could call home
but even the common persuits of living
elude my grasp cause my very existence
here is as substantial as sand
my people, my generations, me...here forever
and still forgotten,
step child of this too our home land
the bastard child in a dysfunctional country family
who no matter what I do, say, think, feel or be
will never really ever feel me...
can you understand, simply understand
....just living to hold and know true
like all others who live... the Most Highs plan
I am Black....can you understand.....
and yet and still inside also... a Man
can you understand....
can you....
can you....
Lotus Lion - 4-4-08
Can you understand...
Can you understand...
I'm a Black Man
My waters stirred every day in a myriad of ways
away from my central loving core
so many places, I don't fit in the spaces
proscribed for me...
never really did and now...
no more
Everyday....
I struggle to stand
just to be a simple man
but the pressures weight heavily
to rip the essence of me to shreds
some days ...I just wake up to dred
sometimes I just need to scream... let off steam
so many wholes poked daily in my humanity
pray one day I can rise up from this bad dream
each day...another day of sun to shun me
just out of my reach
the cold bar barriers block me
my shoulders bruised from the reaching
hands singed from the nearness of possibilities
destiny 3 feet in front of me and yet
may well be 3,000 miles for all the good it does
when really...all I want is just a simple home and alittle love
maybe a wife at my side and some children
on a plot of dirt I can call my own
some small private paradise I could call home
but even the common persuits of living
elude my grasp cause my very existence
here is as substantial as sand
my people, my generations, me...here forever
and still forgotten,
step child of this too our home land
the bastard child in a dysfunctional country family
who no matter what I do, say, think, feel or be
will never really ever feel me...
can you understand, simply understand
....just living to hold and know true
like all others who live... the Most Highs plan
I am Black....can you understand.....
and yet and still inside also... a Man
can you understand....
can you....
can you....
