Don’t Let Me Be Lonely

I don’t usually talk to strangers but it is 4:19 am and I need some help

I have some blood from Africa but I can’t find myself

It is a time when America is great again and everything I say or do is an offense

So people just stand on the fence and watch the events

I say melanin too but they just glance at my woe

The house niggas just follow suit and the field nigger asks you too?

It’s hard to fend now

America is the only place where slave and master walk common ground

So they give them 9 to 5 where the wage is un-centivized and dinner is pork, corn, and rice

Better yet they hand out bullets and say you better play nice

Then frame it and say the funeral was nice

I need help but my son isn’t right

They give him standardized tests and say it better be right, knowing full well it’s just a count for how many jail cells they’ll need to suffice

It’s a rehab for the ain’t right but now he can’t get his dick right

So he calls his partner Bitch instead of Wife

She weeps pregnant barren to a guy

Try eharmony it’ll be alright

He wants pork the white man’s kind

She won’t have nappy hair or a knife

I don’t usually talk to strangers but it is 4:19 am and I need some help

I have some blood from Africa but I can’t find myself

Are you cousin, aunt, uncle, or a great near

You see back in the day they used to sell niggas on this land

So now the future generation has to question what tribe I am

I guess I am a tree or maybe a leaf I’m just a lynch I am

I guess I am something to eat they roasted me because I wanted free I am

I guess I’m a target on the street because the bullets penetrated me I am

Or maybe I’m an animal they dress me in skin and brief and tell me to shake my beauty for the musique I am

I need help my talent is what makes me free but it’s the 1% who gets my money

It’s a time when America is great again the president doesn’t have us in

My welfare is nought

My child’s school lunch is forgot

My locks in the workplace is a not

My health is in rot unless I pay the $1,000 per mont’

But it is 1:54 pm is it not?

It’ll be 2:46 pm until the error is not

*Inspired by Claudia Rankine

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/57800/dont-let-me-be-lonely-i-dont-usually-talk-to-strangers

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