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mama heed the order
then pushed me out
into the hands of peril
some don't like trouble
some trouble seem to
find I knew the danger
when I saw the color line
keeping me from crossing
over to the other side
I could smell trouble
when I seen the sign
but when a white man
name John F Kennedy died
mother cried I couldn't
help but ask her why
she weep she told me
he was one of the good
ones she said he cared
about us colored folk
then she continued to
cry some more then said
that's how come they
shot him some times
we can be too black
to be proud when it's
hard to blend into
the crowd since the
fall we been trying
to get up off the
ground and every time
a savior came there
was a hanging I don't
know about you but
I won't be looking
for a strange being
to drop out the
sky to save me the
insane ideology is
crazy to feed a
a baby rice and beans
out of a cockamamie
crock of bull it's
disheartening like
a case of the
missing dada blues
"dude where have you
been all my life
isn't a challenge
to be different like
it's dangerous to be
indifferent some
time I get a sudden
urge to barge in
and ask the question
"who's in charge
2024 "LET'S GO"
