This Bridge, made up of cut down nooses and poor peoples bones. Diseased birds make it home, stain it grey with their shit. Birds here to harvest factory puffed corn stuffs from our children stomachs commissioned the bridge and coerced us into believing the lies about how we came to exist Left kids thinking all they can hope to be is beautiful and rich. “I’ll be broke but beautiful” “Broken but still pushing that new whip.” “Beautiful and in a few payments… I will have paid for all of it” still cracked up and silenced by the whip. But the sounds of the silenced living under the bridge are echoing as we use our voice in unison. A revolution without ammunition, and like everything else we will have to force and fight ourselves and bodies to make it fit without diets razor blades or spray adhesive. These vultures with mouths big and teeth small; Beaks dancing to some death drum sound off built this bridge of our bones and broken pieces of string. Built to get them over the river by any means, build by the river by any means, profit from the river by any means. At birth they give each one of us a bell to ring, and we let them ring. We let the bells ring like we are celebrating! Let em sing, and we sing like we are celebrating! Let it sting!
The smell of things left from our mistreatments. The smoke in the air after the letter of intent was served with the beating. The heating seeking and drones screaming! We are beings beaten into some sweet back bent, brain washed to think we are not infinite, When we are one thing, moving as one thing, towards one thing, because of one thing. Let from seeing we are everything! We are the backs on which the river sits, and they didn’t think we would survive building their bridge; But we also built homes out or ancestor bones and everyday we work the land that they should have given us. To get to the question of our worth, To the question of our Countries worth. Are we worthy of letting everyone be worthy. Do All Lives really Matter, our was he acting too Black, or too brown, or too poor, or to outside of your control to not get hit with some arms recoil. This bridge was built to expand their rule and defuse the truth the ancestors left for you. Now they are asking you to Make America Great Again while hoping to build with the same material and sins but we all have to live here too! We aint gonna just let you keep cutting us down so you rich bird brained assholes you can go build your own fucking walls… We’re Out!
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