AS KIDS WE PLAYED ON SACRED GROUND, SAME SOIL SPROUTED THE PANTHERS, NOW AINT NONE OF THEM AROUND, AND ELDERS DOUBT THEY OWN ANSWERS, I SMOKE A BLUNT BEFORE THE SUN, TWO MORE ONCE IT RISE, LAST NIGHT A MOTHER LOST HER SON, FOR NOTHING MORE THAN SOME LIES, GOT US PRAYING FOR SOLUTIONS, WHILE THE SCARS SEEM TO STAY, HUEY SCREAMED FOR REVOLUTION, IT STILL SEEMS SO FAR AWAY, LOST GENERATION, GOT US DEALING WITH CONSISTENT SET BACKS, HOPE THE FUTURE OF OUR NATION, CAN AVOID THE SET TRAPS, I MET THIS CAT THE OTHER DAY, SAID BROTHER MALCOLM WAS DEEP, SAID HE ONCE HEARD MALCOLM SPEAK, AND FOR A WEEK COULDN'T SLEEP, IN HISTORY, THERE’S RAPE AND PILLAGE, SCENES OF MEN GOING WILD, ME I GOTTA REACH THE VILLAGE, SO WE CAN RAISE EVERY CHILD
ANDRE M. THOMAS