Beautiful lyrics by the Maestro, Dionne Farris
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
They Came...
They came with the bible and took the land
They came with Christ and dehumanized the black man
The light being the white man and the black man being an
uncivilized animal
The anglo Saxons… Hannibal
Give them your white god
The natives are down trod..den
They came trying to be the saviors for people who didn’t need
saving
They came with promises of riches
But the gotten goods came at a price…freedom
They came and thought there would be an easy gains
World War I World War II Cold War
Now the people are torn…apart
Nationalism stalled out
From Europe to Asia
Other people keep coming in and capitalizing on the land and
the people
They came
They keep coming
But when will we keep them out?
Mo Groves (c)
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Not So United States of Fallacy
There was a time when someone would ask me how I was doing and my reply would be
"I can't complain." Today I can't truthfully say that. As is the cycle of my adult life, I have suffered a career setback, am kinda, but not in a relationship, stress eating, and the rent is increasing.
Separately these may not seem like a big deal, but it seems that things are compounding and I want nothing more than to catch a break. Why can't I have the career I want, be in a loving, healthy relationship, and be solvent. I long for the years between 2002-2006 when life seemed promising.
That's the fallacy of the American Dream. When you are fresh out of college your future looks bright. 10 years later I am just trying to get by. I put on a brave face, but it's hard.
Dealing with life's setbacks is a skill that it takes time to handle. No one ever masters it. Works in progress in a recession, oppression ridden Not So United States of Fallacy.
"I can't complain." Today I can't truthfully say that. As is the cycle of my adult life, I have suffered a career setback, am kinda, but not in a relationship, stress eating, and the rent is increasing.
Separately these may not seem like a big deal, but it seems that things are compounding and I want nothing more than to catch a break. Why can't I have the career I want, be in a loving, healthy relationship, and be solvent. I long for the years between 2002-2006 when life seemed promising.
That's the fallacy of the American Dream. When you are fresh out of college your future looks bright. 10 years later I am just trying to get by. I put on a brave face, but it's hard.
Dealing with life's setbacks is a skill that it takes time to handle. No one ever masters it. Works in progress in a recession, oppression ridden Not So United States of Fallacy.
Friday, December 5, 2014
We Are Dying
We Are dying
We Are dying
And there is nothing we can do about it til we march
Til we unify
Til we self-love
Blood trickling into the sewers
Blood flowing down the gutters
Blood spewing from every expression of self-hate
Blood
Blood is what we spill
Blood is what we are
Unify brothers and sisters
From every aspect of the African diaspora
Come together in rage, in peace, in strength, in solidarity,
in triumph, in victory
Lay down your skinny jeans
Lay down your delusional sense of equality
Lay down your name brand clothes and fancy cars
Lay down your generational separation from the struggle and
know
That it never ended. We struggle now, but are too busy
trying to kumbaya to see
For they are the
trappings and the preoccupation of an idle people
Lay down your doubt
Lay down your fear
Lay down your complacency and a RISE
For the oppressed won’t be oppressed for long
For the oppressed won’t be oppressed for long
Black Power! Black Power! Black Power!
Love thy self
Covet thyself
Embrace thyself
Kiss thyself
Beeee thyself
For when the time comes to rise up and fight we will know
We will know by the fire
The fire in the eyes of our people
The time has come
The meek shall inherit the earth
And that time is NOW!
(c) Mo Groves
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