Being sound asleep was blissful,
Ignorance prolonged my dreams,
My patriotism was my pajamas,
Engraved in every seam.
The idea of my struggle coming to an end 30 years before I was born..
Helped me sleep at night,
And the thought of witnessing a burning cross in 2017 was an impossible sight.
I was in for a rude awakening..
My nightmare snuck upon me like a venomous python,
A bite for every racial epithet,
I screamed not because of the pain,
But because I watched my own body deteriorate.
I cried out to the heavens for hours,
My stability collapsed like falling towers,
I started to think about my fellow brothers who were slain,
As I remember why I have to "Say Her Name"
JUSTICE! JUSTICE! JUSTICE! I scream,
2017 is far from a dream.
I continued to sleep hoping this burden would go away,
But the poisonous python is here to stay.
I've had all that I could take,
The sneaky serpent was gone,
And I was awake.
Awake at last,
"You're finally free" they say,
Am I really? If pythons besiege me everyday?
The lost are unaware of where society wants them to fit,
I guess they will find out once they get bit.
The patriotic wake up their dreams don't seem to end,
But I woke up.. and my nightmare just begins.