It Didn’t Start Yesterday








Part 2: Processing This Week- May 29, 2020

(If you haven't I encourage you to read Part 1 as well)

I learned that I can’t expose myself to everything that you see

What I watch will have a more drastic impact on me

I have to protect my mind, body, and soul

Because of the years and things I’ve seen has taken its toll

I can’t see yet another video and I don’t need to see it in order to fully understand 

It won’t teach me anything new about this here fucked up land 

We live in that we call the U.S. of A

And no matter what folks try to say 

Its been fucked up since that very day 

When they kidnapped us and brought us ashore 

Placing us in shackles as we fought to endure 

To preserve our humanity no matter how much it was denied 

Holding our heads up high while our souls silently cried 


Chanting and saying see me and let me breathe 

But we’re here again, figuring out how to grieve 

The death that came as he kneeled and took his life

Reminding us of the kneeling we did that caused so much unnecessary strife 

Causing people to lose jobs as they tried to take a stand

And call attention to the injustice birthed here in this land  


The seeds of racism are birthed right before our very eyes 

But yet still you’ll call it fake news and pretend it’s all lies 

You’ll try to reframe the narrative and say what he did 

You’ll drag up all the dumb shit he did when he was a kid

While your past is under lock and key 

Because of that not so tiny little fee

Your parents paid to make you indiscretions go away 

So you can pretend your record is clean up until this very day


Somehow you choose to ignore the 400 plus years of mistreatment that we’ve had to endure 

While you protested the injustices cause you had to cancel your extravagant bon voyage tour

While my people are dying at a much higher rate

You stormed the cities with your machine guns at the governor’s gate

You did so without fear and believed it was your right 

To open and carry so you did it in plain sight 

But all he did was pull out a twenty-dollar bill 

And you ignored him even as his body grew still 


Do you recall the 108 years along the middle passage that alone could fill our hearts with rage

But then there was the 246 years in captivity at what point did you think we would not engage

You call it a riot but I call it a revolt 

The only difference is we aren’t riding on a colt

We’re standing on the 101 to disrupt your normal way of life 

Disruption is the only way to quell this century-long strife

But you revolted from your “oppressors” cause of some tax on tea

We revolt cause we just simply want to be free

You riot and demand we return to do your nails and hair 

You seem unbothered by the impact on our lives this pandemic is more than just a scare

It’s bringing to the surface the 400 plus years of injustices that have tainted the air we breathe

Yet you won’t even give us peace and simply let us just grieve 

And mourn what you just did this week

You tell us to forget as you pretend to be meek


There’s the 150 plus years of illusionary freedom marred by laws to keep us in our place

Because you never believed we belong to the human race

You used your bible you did it then and its fucked up how you do it now

As you cry to have your doors open so you give your humble bow


And spur your congregation on 

And end with a rejoicing song 

To thank god that you can gather again 

That’s not god but a ideology manufactured by men 

That continues to perpetuate a white patriarchal supremacy 

As you call Black Lives Matter some type of communist conspiracy 

And then you praise your White Christ as you forget from whence he came 

It’s that twisted theology that makes us have to yell and say: Say His Name

 

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