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Justice
Justice, or just us....
Can save ourselves,
Yet we yell Justice, but just us....
Can play ourselves,
And we can muster the busted,
Disgusted in our hell,
Or we can cluster the frustrations,
And reverse these spells,
They casted on us the impurities of
insubordinate natures,
They plastered on us the insecurities
Of duplicitous favors,
And they mastered us emotionally,
And yet they rule the schools with vapors,
Giving us a few tapers,
Genocide on papers,
And now they barter with bakers of the
crystals and herbs,
While they make history a child's' nursery
rhyme with hors d'oeuvres,
And they split your vision with mass
marketing, no curves,
Set up the buffet full of KaoZmik bull5h!+ just
to say "You got served!"
I come with messages but kill the messenger,
You'd rather build a house with envy as your
passenger,
You'd rather steal the massa's cream with
pillaged scavengers,
You'd rather drown in absurdities while they're
blessing her,
I never said I was coming to save you,
I am no hero,
And I never said I was coming to raise you,
I am no pharaoh,
And I never said I was coming to praise you,
I am no preacher,
And I never said I was coming to aide you,
I am no leader,
I did say I was coming to share with you,
As a teacher,
And a student, a bit of a prudent but rude
went with me to college,
It helped me discern the bastards misplacing
the facts of the knowledge,
And it took me 27yrs to sift through all of
the foliage,
So I could serve it back to you like a dwarf to
a hobbit,
So how are we going to solve it?
Disorder out of Chaos,
This hoarder out of mayhem, the cesspool of
12 tangents,
They rob us of our own stories like they were
national bandits,
Then throw shackles on your culture while
they strip us all of our language,
I mean tongues, or tones,
So allow me to curdle these bones,
And stand with me as I try my best to take
back what we own,
It's about time to go get it, I'm with
it...need no dependence,
Refresh your memories....rejuvenate your
power with astringent,
And I may be a bit abrasive, but let me just
be real,
I came to scrub off every dirty thought they
taught you in God's will.
So Justice, or just us....
Can save ourselves,
Yet we yell Justice, but just us....
Can play ourselves,
And we can muster the busted,
Disgusted in our hell,
Or we can cluster the frustrations
And reverse these spells.
-Brittany Juanice El
10/14/2015
@6:32pm
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