Her

I think I her, "But how can I love her?" Her... The human effect with the highest ratio in a country that still label Her as a lazy hoe, Where the race is color blind, so they disrespect their women ,sisters, and their earth lines, Where the sun no longer shine, as they cut down all the cedar pine, So we no longer grow up like trees because we are to busy on our knees... Why our women's are begging the legislators and the government please, To free their Kings from this human disease, As these slave plantations treat it's human being like fleas, Where the human race are like the honey that brings in there wealth like bee's, As her beauty blow through the trees with a slight tease, that can freeze a gentleman on his knees in a 100 degrees... I think I love her, "But how can I love her?" When these walls has me cornered in 10 inches of concrete dirt, "Can she feel my hurt?" "Can she feel my pain?" Why this world still treat Her like a slave in chains, Where there is a Constitution that still acknowledge me as a slave in chains... Uneducated brain's on the waves from which those slave ships came, Brains wash whiter than cocaine, Until we fell in love with the addiction like Gordon Ramsay cooking up old recipes in Hell's kitchen... "What is a kingdom if it's Queen is missing?" "What is a nation if it's King is slipping?" "What is a family if it's father is in prison?" Prison has raised me, and is now raising our children, "So how can I love Her from behind these prison walls?" When Harvard laws has turned me into property laws, like I was a flaw out of the image of God, And she was the curse that keeps raging wars, "How can I love what I never saw?" And hate the beauty of Hers, that I have seen more clearer than my dreams, A Queen more stronger than the addiction of a fiend... "How can I love her when there are miles between us?" And all I got to keep me warm are these dreams I have of Her, Her!!!! Her Written by: Sa Ra Safari Messiah Kamau