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Two Faces, One Tear

No time for shedding tears, gotta get it how we live.
Switching gears like a sports car, time to conquer all fears.
This here is the beginning, I’m sending in all the people.
The revolution will be televised; this will be the sequel.
Realize we are all equal.
Be strong and stay solid.
Stand on your square without the need to be violent.
Couldn’t remain silent; so we shout it out from our soul.
Sick and tired of being sick and tired. Go and take a poll.
Racism is getting old. Bigotry is so lame.
Evolution is a must, so it’s time to change the game.
Black, White, Brown and Yellow.
We all have a different face,
But there is only one species…and that’s the human race.

-Jah Soul

I Am Mike Brown

This young lady is Payne’s cousin-in-law. She is full of fire and Konscious thoughts. She popped up on this blog sharing her feelings with us in rhyme. A true embodiment of her name, we introduce you to Sassy. We hope you will enjoy her insight and perspective from a woman’s view. Peace and Blessings, Isis Rain…

I am Mike Brown

I would have never known how treacherous the world could really be, till they shot down Mike Brown that could have been you, that could have been me, so I don’t feel protected by no means free.

Although I have a name, I’m just a number. Stuck in this ever failing system that is not built to protect us, instead it’s there quietly awaiting to get us caught up, so we won’t have enough money to put up a fuss.

I’m so scared as the tears constantly fall; I’m caught up in a system that wants me to fall.

I am frightened to death to raise my hand, fearing the retribution of the gunman’s plan.
I feel like a prisoner in my own house, I work too dang hard to keep a closed mouth.

What kind of system fails all the tests? A murdering system that could really care less.
Does not matter if you are right or if you are wrong, we deserve to live and carry on.

God I pray as I do each day, I hope my good hasn’t gone astray.
I’m tired of no action, we need to make rush, can’t let this system keep killing us.
I’m crying for justice I want satisfaction; lighten my burdens by bringing the action.

Don’t want to be a victim of circumstance caught up in a system that has no plan.

– Sassy

Get Down

In a letter my homegirl wrote me, she made the statement that she believes it is “hunting season on Black Men” and I agree with that. We are being ostracized and dehumanized daily by the media and sadly, by our own actions. There is a solution that can be enacted to diffuse these acts of genocide.

The first thing they teach a student in the police academy is when you are being fired upon, get down on the ground or crouch behind something. Make yourself as small of a target as possible. This action greatly decreases your chances of being shot. So, since we as Black men are being “hunted”, we must make ourselves as small as a target as possible. How can this be done without looking weak? Through knowledge and education.

We must empower ourselves through the knowledge of self and of life. This will in turn strengthen our spirits and our minds. We will no longer feel as if we are inferior or of a lesser value than our counterparts. This will allow us to instill great morals and principals back into our essence and communities; thus elevating our self-esteem, confidence and morale. It will alter how we look at our selves and life.

An educated man is a respected man. Once we are able to climb to the same level of education as our counterparts, we won’t look to them as being superior or “smarter”. We will carry a higher image of ourselves, which will motivate us to want better for ourselves and the people in our community. Education and knowledge enlightens the mind. Right now, we are blindly walking in to the “cross hairs” of those hunting us.

Remember, before they can begin to hunt us, they have to make us look worthy of being hunted. The more despicable and malevolent they make us look, the easier it is to hunt us. The crazier and more ignorant we act, the easier it becomes for them to pick us off.  We must strive to make ourselves look less repulsive so we can look less “killable”.

Let us carry ourselves with dignity and respect. Let us walk a higher path than what we are currently on. We need to stop walking right in the line of fire. Get Down!!!

– Jah Soul

As the World Turns (Upside Down)

Subliminal mind games being skillfully played on the masses.

Bottles of barbiturates given so the minds are more like molasses.

Billboards and blow-up dolls can be found on every block and a dollop of a sexy trollop

will cause the men to flock.

Laced with lies for so long that it’s what we most expect, while morals and principals

are something we don’t respect.

Promiscuous princesses prancing around in place, waiting patiently for perverted

pedophiles to finally give chase.

Children of color dying for reasons not yet shown, being vilified like men,

although they’re not grown.

Down the rabbit hole I go. I wonder what land I’m in.

Where it’s weird to have a good heart, but cool to live in sin

and gangsta’s are continuously glorified, immortalized and praised.

So I ask the question mama, why isn’t this how I was raised?

If bad boys get all the babes, what’s the point of changing over?

Everyone around me is inebriated, so why do I remain sober?

The battle of Cain and Abel; am I my brothers keeper?

Physically we’re growing stronger, spiritually we’re growing weaker.

This world has become peculiar, a testament of times to come.

I just hope it’s some good ones left when it’s all said and done…

– Jah Soul

One Life, One Love, One Soul

I want to inspire the world

But, if I can’t inspire the world maybe I can motivate the country.

If I can’t motivate the country, then I can lift up the community.

But, if I can’t lift up the community

then I’ll encourage the people.

And by me encouraging the people, maybe they’ll lift up the community.

Then when the community is lifted, they’ll probably motivate the country.

And once the country is motivated

Then and only then, can we inspire the world…

 – Jah Soul