see me next to you

We declare reform
but who wants to let go
the pain of the future
is to admit
who needs convenience
in isolated worlds
with insulated windows
where the life of grit and crime
is the plight of those we pass by

We scream revolution
as if status quo was a ghost
that haunts old corners
of founding fathers
fondling newborns
new rules to uphold
they whisper from cracks in foundations
we shiver how cold
is the genuine guidance

Is there a leader in the midst
or is it fickle as the mist
the pendulum swings
even for the lifted fist
Somewhere, somehow
can visions manifest
but who’s eye is right
when half looks to the left

some can’t connect
others think they’ve done it
still there are those who refuse to break a sweat

what is the hope
even for the white-eyed hopeful
is it okay if tears
cut like shears
pierce through overgrown
institutionalization?
alien infestation
of minds high on matching pigmentation
the priviledged nation
pervades landscapes
blocking sunlight
making us believe
there is only one all seeing eye

Don’t give up insight
Child of the night
Cause it is our cries
that purify
We can see clean again
when we reflect our presence
millions of angles
for 360 perspective
each vision a piece
that colors creation
speak in a mirror
and see the divine mission

thoughts of inspiration
wraps like a shield
as we are warriors that pierce through black cloak of illumati
don’t be fooled by the mockery
of our identity as children of the cosmos
we won’t be limited and told
to fight wars on ancestral lands
and to continue the suffocation
of our destined evolution

cause we plant new seed just by seeing injustice and rooting our feet
because the truth is clear as the sun
we shall stand under together
our voices in unison
Like mountains climbing
like waters rippling
we come from the deep where
untold histories are rising
cracking the cement

too many times we’ve struggled
cause we chose to oppress
But the earth shall speak in one voice
even if we think we’re different

yes brother, yes sister
we do bleed red
but when the time comes
will you break a sweat?
when the time comes
will our hands be connected?