As we deal with North Korean missle launches, a Racist and ever so foolish president, recession, droughts, high gas prices. Higher Taxes, and senseless shootings & killings( especially of children), not to mention continued Racism. I was watching Roots, and it made me misty- thinking about all we ( As black peoplez) went through and we casually act as though there was no struggle ( It was not that long ago people). I think about this song and the fond memories I had with my G-ma, watching this movie when it came on- “Imitation of life”
https://youtu.be/OqTUdYWXr5g
This is my take on the troubles of the world. Distracted We’ve made more fun of Michael Jackson than we have the Catholic bastard Whose malpractice practicing ass-backwards tactics with little boys asses on grown folks mattresses and Black Activist have grown passive and inactive cause the cash spent on gas has become a distraction.
The laughter and chit chatter about who’s’ tits get fatter, matter more than the war we are fighting no more, We are still fighting for oil; Oops, guess I spoiled the secret. No one’s concerned enough about who the school teachers’ sleep with. O.J just got his parole (at the time of this writing)….. Politics are all about the race And now the contenders have thrown gender on the agenda, but whose fixing the levees that surrender ever September when the weathers’ a bit bitter, Commissary is a bit slimmer so more of ours are starving for dinner.
So we work more hours but our wallets are getting thinner. We remember the sinners when we’re sinned against directly, but if it doesn’t directly affect me… We’re a little more concerned about which celebs are doing porn, whose cracking jimmy’s corn, Whose baby is being born and who’s blowing the industry’s horn, That we don’t notice we’re hit by a storm until months after it’s gone, something’s wrong. Something belongs on the table that we are unable to provide, So we divide our time between getting high and living the lie.
Quick to claim we’re trying to survive or just along for the ride. We strive to hide our pride and our alibi is, “I tried”. Children trying to confide and parents are unsupportive, “Not while I’m watching Law and Order/ Damn, look at that reporter; she got a nice rack/ Wh-what did she say about Iraq/ who owes income tax – hold on baby, after the game/ Damn I gotta get me that chain/what did what’s his name in Darfur die for..it wasn’t the ice that I wore.
how many soldiers will die for my war” “It’s 10 pm. Do you know where your children are?” “I know he had a question to ask last time I saw him But I had to read this article about how this rapper made it to stardom… do he think I forgot him/ No problem, I got him” We are lost as a people, blind leading the blind; we don’t see the evil that we do We see clearer through smoke and mirrors than real issues. Missiles through Manhattan is what happened before there were bombs in Baghdad.
War has a price tag and what’s so sad; our warriors being sold for toe tags, but we don’t see that we act uncivilized then visualize the lives we wish we had. Scantily clad women in place of collapsing buildings, the kidnapping of children missing and the billions in government spending. We listen to lyrical killings as fake Emcees empty clips on their enemies. We’re entertained by the bang-bang of gang violence, but afraid when they wage riots complain during rainy climates, we are slaves in the Promise Land Searching for waves when we were promised sand, and we’re drowning in a sea of lies disguised as stimulating satisfactions.
Distractions from the facts and what’s actually important rather than enjoyment, like the lack of employment where poverty lurks. The economy’s hurt, but we’d rather occupy the days in our lives with ‘Days Of Our Lives’ and ‘Family Ties’, rarely seeing the signs that this nation is dying barely providing for our children or taking the time to hear them Or answering the questions they’re asking. We elude them through the confusion of optical illusions And fall victim… to distractions
