Liberty 1
The horror of the Land of the Free
Where’s the bravery of being a Domestic Terrorist?
This senselessness is senseless
Now the paradigm shifts as it drifts
shot for skin color
shot for political views
shot for protesting injustice
shot for lying
shot for dying
Yet the perpetrator is alive, arrested
able to further dilute the blindness of justice
Where’s the redemption for lost souls?
More of this diagram sheds tears
cry for the innocent
cry for the oppressed
cry for the love ones
cry for hope
cry for healing
When will we realize this isn’t America?
Why do we allow a washed out narrative?
How will the problems marry the solutions?
Liberty’s fear
Liberty 2
For Liberty and Justice for who?
The oppressed, unjust, lynched
Their rights were stolen centuries ago
by indifferent Demigods who misuse
every token of truth moving forward
400 years of the immortal Jim Crow
Shaken by the very laws that were supposed to
Protect
Screaming, pleading, asking for a teaspoon of
Respect
Suddenly, when those lights go on, you’ll have some
Regrets
Every mass shooting destroys souls of families crying
Innocence is the new form of guilty
crazed measures of madness with cause and effect
Law Enforcement said he had a bad day
we pay bills for his fruitless lifetime
we can’t get ahead so peace is on borrowed time
Why are the last four years mirroring first 400?
Who is the anarchist that created this slaughter?
How are these lives taxed by the dollar?
Liberty’s faith
Liberty 3
An assurance of apathy against America
Their country vs our convenient nightmare
No counterbalance to any assembly of hope
We suffer on all levels with no base
tired of not hearing the truth we fight for
As we drown in oceans of dark insight
What horizon of ignorance will consume us?
When will any day or night be better for us?
Why would we listen to elected frauds you can’t trust?
The outsourcing of greed is killing us
now Momma Nature has turned against us
These mentally infirmed piss in the street’s toilet
A physical hurt is a morgue that repeats to complete
With the exhaustion of racism never discrete
We pull up out bootstraps that are already broken
What new Narcissist will rise to fleece Humanity?
When will the lyrics of the same perilous song change?
Why would we foresee anything better that will fade?
Liberty’s failure
Liberty 4
Those trees can only howl to hold up these atrocities
The charred ancestors’ spirits hang as their life burned out
All those futures went up in a racist, remedial smoke
Burning had married lynching to form an ugly marriage
So, my ancestors were unwilling grooms to marry
as toothy smiles of sin rinsed across their faces
This progression we tried to matriculate through
We didn’t graduate from this University of Hell
Instead we made the best of those scraps by
setting up our own society
setting up our own freedom
setting up our own vision
When Jim Crow sensed we were going to be better
He murdered, maimed, and lynch mobbed our goals
we couldn’t win for losing
we wouldn’t turn back
we shouldn’t run but we had no choice
They celebrated those senseless attacks
When will the reparation come? Never
Why do we invest in this false hope?
How do we buy a ticket to Justice?
Liberty’s fight