To You Sam Cook

To You Sam Cook

I didn’t think I would last this long
But my heart by angels hands are carried on
A mother is a purple royal gem
But to the world she is gone with the wind
A fighter you have to be
Our this cruel world will drain thy
So at night at the face of death
For a loved one’s last breath will bring down your mental and physical health
It’s a strong heart that keeps loving
It’s been a long time coming
But I know a change is going to come
What about George Jackson?
What about him?
And the many African brothers and sisters
That got caged in the system
What about the mixed slaves
Yellow to the bone
And the darker in the fields
All died without armor
No swords
No shields
What about the younger generations?
Young mothers and their babies’ sons and daughters
That grows into adult hood with no fathers
I am not speaking out of a novel
Or a class in college
I am speaking of my reality
And what about this system?
That inmateded Judas’s kiss
It makes one sometimes wonder
If peace and justice is just a myth
It’s been a long time coming
But I know change is going to come
And the crack, cocaine, heroin,
Don’t be fooled there was no mistake
They sit around tables to plan destruction
And inner city wars they create
We suffer poverty
Do you see the African eyes in me?