The lies U give Negro Voters

I was blind but now I see
Once a captured slave in America
Never really free
Fuck the Creed and what it stands for
As it wasn't written for me
These truths we hold self evident
Being black in America equates to
Social and economical irrelevance
Fine with being raised in the hood
But don't make it your attire
He feared for his life "Sure" that's why he fired
He's helping the cause of corporate America so
Surly the cop is never fired
To our cry they deaf
The end of the agenda is clearly witnessed through black death
Alcohol Tobacco and Firearms
Equals white wealth but mostly black harm
What's this in the mist of the abyss?
White folks make more cash
As blacks still being arrested for cannabis
Know and understand there aim
Comprehend that Dr. King died once
He started to mention a Justice claim
That's precisely when they had to steady
That rifle and rebuke his brain
Immigration and blackness isn't the same
People come on boats and stay afloat cause of our ancestor's work
They come to get ahead and forget the
Precious Godly negros that lead and bled
Had a "Black" President but he wasn't for me
Ran on being black with a funny name
Later we find his real mark on society you see
By the time he "came out" he was LGBT
Whatever they had
He was game
Obama to the black caucus?: "Don't complain"
A charismatic black celebrity and a black leader isn't and can never be one in the same
A great man once taught us that ultimate truth must be made PLAIN

Sergio W

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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