Prehistoric Instinct

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been sick to the stomach lately thinking it's something I been eating lately I'm not the only one there are others who are sick like me too cause we consumed the same food too history keeps regurgitating on the floor of the present causing a chain reaction rubbing the blood of maliciously brutalized ancestors in our African American black race negro faces felt in the pit of the stomach like a hankering for freedom to take up the crown and reign until then we still in their mental shackles still in their mental chains damn Nina Simone that got damn Mississippi done gone and did it again got us up all night praying contemplating meditating vomiting feeling like we hunters prey that feeling don't go away we get no breaks cause hunting seasons every got damn day and guess who's the reason for the season everywhere we step is hunting ground we must tread lightly and pray the hunter sleeps sound got to keep one eye on the hunters and one on our own something's terribly wrong mask up the pandemic is still on we'll never know what goes through the mind of  mother's who give birth to Emmit Till's what can stop her bitter tears from falling sick inside don't know why then I realize the original cause of death