Sink

Sink

Sink without a blink

Drink.

Drink from my breast. The milk to make you forget that you have been hoodwinked.

Think.

Think? Now you know better boy

Shrink! Take your mind, pick out all the things that made you who you…. Were. Your struggle, your fight, your people, your knowledge, and make you rethink!

Rethink!

Take your mind and replace it with the mind of your puppeteer!

Dance! Boy Dance! And you better not shed a tear!

Drown! Drown out the real world, take off your crown, put makeup on your face, dumb you down, turn the frown upside down, place a red nose on you, your master comes, Now go make me some money clown!

Poison!

Give you the tools to drive you crazy, 

Never trust a big butt and a smile, 

Well, isn’t that all your girl is?

Let’s make him forget about his people in prison for smoking a plant,

Make him one of us, but we can’t.

Skin. 

Skin that possess that melanin!

What can we do then?

Strip Him! 

Strip him of that consciousness he once possessed.

Make him feel that he is one of us.

Give him the white girl,

The mixed children,

The money,

The fame,

The popularity,

The house,

Let him forget about his clarity, 

His intelligibility,

His homies,

Think the whole world is out to get him when he is the one to blame.

Board Game.

It is nothing but a board game and you are the pawn,

The man plays it till the break of dawn,

Makes you forget how to think,

They do it without a blink,

As they sit and drink their herbal tea,

“ Now Sink.”

How does that make you feel, Kanye?

How does that make you feel , Kanye?

Or is it kon fake?

I knew you wasn’t real

Cuz you act like you ain’t know the deal.

“ Obama didn’t nothing for Chicago” Well Lets look,

Kanye gives………

Kanye Gave………

Kanye went……….

Kanye participated in……

None of these headlines sound familiar does it?

Oh! I know what you did for Chicago!

You did it the best.

The only thing you did for Chicago is make her last name west.

 

 

What you doin’ Kanye?

Leading these you black boys astray!

“ George bush doesn’t care about black people.”

Yeah well neither do you.

You put your people aside to go and coon and for a fool who ain’t done nothing for you.

Stick UP!

Stick up for a man who hates people that aren’t his own.

Stick up for a man who wouldn’t even want black furniture in his home.

Stick by a man who takes away mothers and fathers from children less than five.

But I guess it doesn’t matter because it isn’t your family right?

 

Go ahead Kante free think.

But don’t forget to connect your strings to your puppeteer who you think is your friend; but that’s going to change in the end.

 

Go ahead Kanye free think 

But masta gone tell you to sink and you know what you better do?

Sink!

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country

Comments

eunique.gaither

This is amazing. It covers so much so quickly but in a thoughful way. 

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