I woke up from my nap feeling powerful, you know cause we so use to feeling powerless, that's part of their cowardice, say we living on borrowed time but that's linear thinking plus who hold the hourglass?
I thought you knew what our powers were.
When you see the beauty of Nia Long or words from Nina Simone , even the device from where you reading this poem was invented by someone who realized his , super power.
Do I really have to give examples of what we created? Back when our ancestors were degraded, after hard times were paraded ,you can feel in the texture of our hair when you braid it, during the "Civil" Rights or before the Ark and the Slave ship, the slavers dont get how we've made it , but you cant see your "super power?"
I guess the singing and dancing ain't enough,
The topic nor the logic barely discussed
We make gold out of rust, metaphorically, historically we've been treated horribly
Painting this picture cause there's more to see but you dont see your, super power
You took this term too literal cause we're focused on the death of a general or maybe these liberals to me their all cynical,
Winter time we had seasonal rituals,
But let me chill, that was primitive right ?
What we seem to think is right, is wrong
Their lying habitual,
I think you feel what I trying to give to you.
What my mom and my aunt went through, reflect our society in its entirety, its cyclical
But they too realized that they had it too