From Amerika’s founding fathers
To its oil barons and robbers
Your heroes ain’t mines.
Fascists and deviants
Warmongers slave drivers
Pedophiles lynchers
Native genociders
Your heroes ain’t mines.
Those who claim fame
We don’t see the same
Ain’t nobody down
Like Big Momma,
Kept it G
Through all the drama.
She was there
When you were born,
Had words of wisdom
When you were scorned.
When they jaded you
She aided you,
Combed out your knots
Brushed
There’s a whole history
of bloody denial,
Of crimes and benefits
for which you must reconcile.
From slavery and genocide
to Jim Crow outrages,
Your imprint is all over
Amerika’s racist history pages.
The most heinous abuses
were at your
Amerika has always denied,
Holding political prisoners…
they lied.
From original Panthers
to anarchists and
anti-imperialists,
They’ve always exiled
executed or locked away
those who were serious.
About challenging the status quo
removed so they couldn’t show,
The masses
the
There were no races
Before 1676,
During that time
Europeans and Arikans were mixed.
On the plantations
As servants and slaves,
United as one
Cradle to grave.
They suffered lived
Loved and died the same,
Then in
George Jackson
Soledad brother,
With a
Solid ass mother.
She raised a revolutionary man
That they HAD to kill,
Even still
He left a will.
And testament
To the people,
So decades later
We’re still seeing sequels.
Revolutionaries in prisons
… Read the restGOD IS? (2022)
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
God is what we do
It includes me and you
The eternity of our deeds
Is determined by serving the needs
Of the planet and the people
Metaphysics doesn’t determine
What is good
GENTRIFICATION (2022)
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
Gentrification
The word is a euphemism
A sneaky way
to display
racism
To hide fascist
displacement without
lynchings and white riots
Or the “n” word
being heard
But the result
is the same
Ethnic
YOUR SWAG IS A CAKEWALK (2022)
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
Where’d you learn
To walk that way
With that swag and sway
We called it pimpwalking back in he day
Or simply pimpin’
Cuz pimps did it
Traipsing like they
ASSATA (2023)
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
Every little girl
Should know her name,
From the bowels of
Repression and calamity she came.
Wrung poetic lyrics
Of love from raw pain,
From a system designed
