Peace or Preemption

two thoughts run parallel in a line

catching light in a glint with a shimmering eye

sharp as a _____ known to make a surface divide

 

 

doubtless your lips are in a pout about this, a queer on the mic

reroute your veins to outlets, sanguine from the outset

revolutionary agit-propaganda from the mountains we shout it,

gathering humans, to do what needs doing; we found it

power returned to the people & grounded, the rich are in ruin

but

police bullets build caskets for poor, black and brown kids

economy is depression level, if the bottom is counted.

 

those without the government cards implanted cultural clone chip

history's a lesson, of fist clenching / truth told, and ass-whipped

anarchist martyrs at Haymarket in may, for an eight-hour day

black power leaders in prisons for decades

on what crooked detectives say, our freedom on their credit card charges

a hundred and fifty percent a day.

austerity's throat closing grip don't give a shit about what YOU have to say

yall are EZ-bake, i'm a pit-roasted whole hog

dancing in moonlit circles, 'round a fire howling with clothes off

so keep your name-tag-during-the-day, part-time rap game from

the hard-banging the change, anti-capitalist minded

freedom is where you find it, in the hands' of those who took it away

your insults would only make the crooked-y sway, i throw

the whole book at a line of blue swine, til they turn curly tail

and hoof it away

Was it you who said that

the weak ones were gay?

I've been working since i was nine years old,

you're still teat-latched on, teething and crying away

hollerin' "faggot" like "dada" only two syllable word you learned to say

so original i found the mold-maker and broke his nose and the molds

put every politician in their rightfully earned prisoner clothes,

we anarchists hack a path, thru straight rappers sad

and embarassing lack of manhood, compensating in gun size

what your missing in your underclothes. I'm striking like a thunderbolt

writing til we done revolt, chaos is our math in the madness

and we undermine whats dividing folks, so keep your childish jokes

i got a mile a minute mindset,

leave you blinded on the side of the road,

til you know your homophobic remark is an appointment card

for my fist and your jaw that was recently broke