Jus Sayin Its Poetry...

Dreams

DREAMS…

Whats it really mean to you?

To wake up every day the opposite of white

The opposite of right

The lost colors of the night

Does it mean you were raped of progression

Force fed the image of depression

While drinking bottle after bottle of recession

Well it didn’t take more than a dream

For one man to stand up in face of the hoses and dogs

To see past the ropes and chopped logs

That had his fellow mans mouth tied down

A dream that had one woman lead them underground

Tired of seeing her family working for nothing

Nothing but lynches and cracked skin

Cracked skin that bled the strength of the skin it was within

That strength that raised them up to go hard

And take what they were given

Given a life sentence for there dreams

Dreams of better days and multi-cultured teams

Teams that would once run the world

That once brought nightmares to those whose hair was black and curled

A world that was once ruled by blonde hair and blue eyes

Would be soon enough equal to black skin and brown eyes

Those same dreams ran campaigns

Driven by the cries of those pains

That were once heard loud in the night

But were silenced when they looked up to the heavens in the light

Rejoices in their voices as better days were coming soon

And though they were kidnapped by slavery

Slaughtered for their bravery

They were delivered by their dreams and imagery

So sleep on and dream on

And wake up fulfilling those dreams….