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The Yellow Brick Road

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"What more can you ask for when you asking the Wizard of Oz for a brain?"... and all we got was chains and bullwhips, gunpowder slugs that ripped through our flesh leaving holes in our backs so the our chest can breathe... man made diseases that brought us to our knees that have us pleading with Jesus, when they needed us to farm these lands...we give them the idea on how to control the black man, now our right hand caress our chest as we pledge allegiance to our death,..."Do you understand this language, the principal method they used to break our communication, confusing us with an consistency of words with similar verbs, dialects that tighten the ropes around our necks as we travel the yellow brick road with no heart or courage and no idea on how to find our way home...

 

Was I birth without a heart?... this darkness fill my thoughts as I seen a spark in darkness of this reality, where there is no love and no family, no trust and no harmony, loyalty for we have been genetically whipped to sleep...I have witness defeat until my eyes grow sore,.. these TV's continue to feed me more and more until my mental is at war, blinding the sight of my mind, that leaves me dumb, deaf, and blind...my thoughts has become lines from the corruption of my mind and every time I correct the direction of my mind, another brother just died from the reflection of times...

 

But do we have the courage to go on?...we have made this land our home away from home, but only 5% of us own our homes, none of us own farms, but we all bear arms, who commits homicides in broad day, but don't look so blowing away by what I say!...I speak the truth of the Maat...I am the roots of the tree of life, the blood of the Sankofa that ripped our history open like poetry In motion...I am the ocean that swallowed the flesh and bones of our ancestors and release their souls back to the cosmic...I am the wisdom and knowledge that brings understanding...I am the light upon the lighthouse, the compass to guide you home...I am the energy that flow through your bones, so hold on!... for I am coming home...I am you, you are me, and together we can be free from a life of pain, suffering, sorrows and tragedies...here I sit in a cage and I still hear the cries and pleas, our life has been spent on our knees as we crawl our way down the yellow brick road and can't find our way home... The Yellow Brick Road... July 27, 2023... written by Sa Ra Safari Messiah Kamau

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