Revolution

I'm going to start a revolution which means you need to turn your a*s around and go back where you came from. I'm waiting there for you.     

I'm standing there with people of the Congo, the Kenya contingent, the indigenous of South Africa and the remaining ancestors who break their teeth on American wreaths. Let me know when you figure out where I am  and then where you are and stash is at and where your gun is at and the lives of the blacks that you carry on your back so you can live the dream.

Wake up to this ancestral chant, hear the call home like you hear the call to bone, get intimate with it like a lover you remember when you were younger with a weaker heart and an infinite capacity to sacrifice for love. That sacrifice is gone, you learned something that should not have been learned and let the gold fever burn around your neck and teeth. 

So the revolution is just that simple, turn around and look home.