Old Landmark

East coast, west coast,

we are all the same,

a rivarly it's been named,

but it's really just a game,

to erase the trust, the bond, the love,

the heart that was rhymed by Miss Rita Dove.

In the 16th they tried and it almost broke

the 17th came and we could begin to crack a joke

the 19th arrived and there was a sliver of hope,

the 20th crashed through, and we became woke.

From pulpits to parkinglots it grew a lot stronger,

one could only think, what if we could have stayed longer.

Like, when was the chance to use what we got,

build a few bridges or advancements for the lot,

face to the front, always been told,

"No foocusing on the past, the former, the old."

But see this is the game,

the rivalry its been name,

the chance of 1 in 3,

that fuels that mentality.

The Old Landmark,

is where we need to restart.

Our focus up to the Sky,

and not on getting high.

See, its bigger than me,

than her, than he.

Listen up! and stand up tall,

there is promise for black people,

and promise for all.