Lost in the sea of dispare
left with weakness that we share
we slumber
dreaming dreams that drane
us of days that we once reigned
ruled without shame
but now
ominous clouds of doubt rain
where there was obvious strengh
we're shells of our powerful selves
patatking in entrees of
ignorance, fear, and disdain
with sides of hopelessness and pain
and after we eat - we sleep
but aren't we are supposed to wake
refreshed, recovered, rejuvinated
ready to restart
our day
our night
our lives
our fight
and yet we continue to sleep
i wanna
stir us to consciousness
shake us awake
scream us to our feet
whatever it takes
to end our sleep
in order to start a new day
a day in which we return
to our roots
regain our royalty
relish in our rich realm
of cultrue and beauty
pride and prominace
genius and majesty
so wake up to education
wake up to inititive
ambition
and economics
wake up to be fathers
husbands
brothers
freinds
and leaders
wake up to the privelege
of black skin
and the knowledge
that we are the only ones
that will give us that privelege
because it is our blackness
that makes us strong
that makes us graceful
cool, sleek, insiteful,
and oh so sexy
don't let their hate
make us think we're less
and once we're well rested
revitalized and have
seen the real possibilities
of our perfectly plausable
night visions
we will be anxious
to awake as to be able
to bambard society with
bravery that won't brake
brought about
because we no longer
dream those dreams
of imprisoned slaves
we see new scenes
saturated by
blessed, bright, beautiful
black kings
left with weakness that we share
we slumber
dreaming dreams that drane
us of days that we once reigned
ruled without shame
but now
ominous clouds of doubt rain
where there was obvious strengh
we're shells of our powerful selves
patatking in entrees of
ignorance, fear, and disdain
with sides of hopelessness and pain
and after we eat - we sleep
but aren't we are supposed to wake
refreshed, recovered, rejuvinated
ready to restart
our day
our night
our lives
our fight
and yet we continue to sleep
i wanna
stir us to consciousness
shake us awake
scream us to our feet
whatever it takes
to end our sleep
in order to start a new day
a day in which we return
to our roots
regain our royalty
relish in our rich realm
of cultrue and beauty
pride and prominace
genius and majesty
so wake up to education
wake up to inititive
ambition
and economics
wake up to be fathers
husbands
brothers
freinds
and leaders
wake up to the privelege
of black skin
and the knowledge
that we are the only ones
that will give us that privelege
because it is our blackness
that makes us strong
that makes us graceful
cool, sleek, insiteful,
and oh so sexy
don't let their hate
make us think we're less
and once we're well rested
revitalized and have
seen the real possibilities
of our perfectly plausable
night visions
we will be anxious
to awake as to be able
to bambard society with
bravery that won't brake
brought about
because we no longer
dream those dreams
of imprisoned slaves
we see new scenes
saturated by
blessed, bright, beautiful
black kings