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Dressed Down and Ready for Fire

There’s no god, and he’s not in this basement, but there’s a band and that’s more than enough for me
You look so cool, when you won’t put your hands up
Joking
There’s not enough time in the rotting core of this nation, planet
To try to put posture in this crowd,
In Rock and roll,
In Kerosene laden Wednesday nights
No one gives a fuck if you’ll help light the spark
but once this thing blows there’s no turning back
Thank god
Why would you want to?

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Dog the Youth

He’s heard rumors he’s in the twilight of his life
And though he can count his children since dawn
Time has yet to smell the optimism in his coming days
It’s funny how all we remember are the rings in wrinkled skin
The only maps we find are the varicose veins tracing paths away from youth
I’ve been scared to slide further into my own eventuality
But the way he embraced today’s sun has soothed my existence
I used to see life sitting like a rabid dog, hurried
Frantic
But today we stood together noticing each second of the day and I learned what it means
to live forever

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All That’s Left Are Love Songs

I’ve been spending a lot of my time in dark rooms, watching people standing in the light
There’s a quietness, buried in their sound
As they stand trapped, by a captive audience
Affixed to the stage, mirroring back the energy we pour into the ether
Entertainers of the frightened, leaking masses
Teaching lessons of confidence wrapped in the shroud of vulnerability my family can’t help but keep passing down
But I know it’s love…
Love that holds them together as the world quakes around them
Love that whispers every name I’ve forgotten tonight
Love that finds it’s safe haven here with our people
Love set ablaze burning the reticence we forgot to let go of

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We Hurt

11/9 is nothing but unusual
Tears and all black at America’s funeral
Somber procession through the streets of my city
While the south treat their sheets in bleach with no pity
Who’ll let the white majority condemn the minority?
Touting hate, fear and violence as the benchmarks of authority
They claim to own possession of the land that we stole
Yelling at the masses to sit quiet and know their role
And the cracks in the path stain pain in the mud
But there’s love in my people that flows thicker than blood

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Come to the Rap Concert 

Hold a candle light vigil to who you were before the tranformation
I forgot when I go out of pocket blow the rocket burn elation
And did I tell you what I saw when I caught a glimpse of god
Nappy hair low lights raw people bone rock
It’s jazz it’s fast it’s formulating fleeting
It’s lost it’s found it’s searching finding its believing
Instruments in my rises and valleys
Find my way on the board while minutes form on chalk talleys
Let’s flame the money and go broke together
Denim jacket white tee can’t afford the the leather
But youre here…

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Finding It

And and and find me lost, time tossed, too tied to the metronome
Finding life love happiness and the definitions of where we make home
This love is a take home embrace
A one love life drug find me in this place
So tell me I’m beautiful because I want to reciprocate
I always saw it in you we didn’t need that time to hesitate
Let’s cherry bomb mind and heart with this feeling
Splatter paint collective soul all across the ceiling
So I’ll play drunk night seraphim
If you’ll be the tigress with the saber tooth grin
Quiet dream demeaner
Stark naked out in front sleep prophet believer

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He Wants To Hang The Artists

This to hold trial for a man who claims to represent our poetic spirit
This to stand in loud and unrelenting witness for the sins of the man we once revered as Cat
And I to bear witness to the fact that the man we know as Yusuf has broken my heart

Hate, hate, hate
unrelenting
In the name of your supposed day-drift deity
Claiming murder or something like it for the authors of modern exhalation
I’m finished with the pious, the respectful, the reverent, masked, do or die prophets
Fuck your fear mongering, fuck your false prophet promise and fuck your intention to tear away the strings of my connection, my deep seeded full breath of society FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU
I am whole
FUCK YOU I am the ephemeral well-guided friend of the lonesome many
FUCK YOU
I am the angel incarnate of the scared and sacred
FUCK YOU
I am
Your demon dream nightmare
I am the dark concept of your burned out American Dream
FUCK YOU
I am your jubilant smile pushing up your daisy,
FUCK YOU
Hate will not, and cannot rule
FUCK YOU
and your twisted, warped
notion of God…

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