RESISTANCE
RESISTANCE
Chemical-agents and
smoke from trash-fires
sit and stare,
hanging in the air--
a smoggy-spectator;
while my skin does the cheering,
'cause there has to be an audience in my skin
raging
burning
churning
my anger into rage.
"BURST-2!"
--CLING--
my home-made face-mask shielded that swing
A swing they thought
would penetrate deep
through my black-meat;
through my black-beat,
breaking my black-drum.
But drum-Man
my oppressors can't see.
My technology's
beyond their expertise,
like the Pyramids--
centered
in perfect Light,
with righteous sight.
"No weapon formed against me shall" suffice.
I fight with a might,
beyond "sight-beyond-sight."
Ready to explode,
an Ebony nuclear-payload.
FEEL MY LIGHT !!!
...........chshhhhhhhh.
--BRANDED--
by the flames of
CONSCIOUSNESS.
...I CAN'T
I can’t let you
kill my brother.
I can’t let you
KILL my brother.
I can’t
Let you kill MY brother.
BANG! BANG!
Open this damn cage door!!!
Open it damnit!
Let my brother go!
Let ‘em go!
…I can’t.
Let you kill my brother.
That was MY BROTHER.
You sick ma-fuckahs!
YOU killed!
--Omari Huduma