Message to My People

The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in great times of crisis maintain their neutrality In my eyes those who suppress a race are damned and in America this suppression was a harsh reality America being the land of the free full of land, love, and liberty was the greatest public fallacy That a nation could create Now how can a nation built on hate Finally concur this divide between race I ask you how an American can proclaim that racism no longer exists The Civil Rights movement occurred 60 years ago, or did you forget? At a time when a, “negro” could be spit upon, abused, and lynched My people suffered the pain They marched for change And didn’t leave ‘till police came Martin Luther King had a dream Malcolm X, he had a scheme We finally got a black president But he still catches death threats Lord I just don’t get this You do give your toughest battles to your strongest soldiers Why though is racism a hump we just can’t get over? Why is Black history month the shortest? Why are black neighborhoods the poorest? But with all of that on my people’s backs we’re still strong In a game called life that’s played like chess we were meant to be pawns But we fought for our spot on the other side of the board and became knights Young Black people remember your ancestors and stand up for your rights