I survived the apocalyptic destruction of the Tupac era.
In my youth, DC was Chicago today... mirror
My American experience has been an almost daily reminder of my mortality
the eagle is fitting
comfort is my delusion
Daily the sun exposes my dark skin to preying eyes
The moon's effect on cannibals is vivid at night
Humans separated by race... kill, kill, kill
Ideology is the measurement of human intelligence, from a distance
our maker hears our prayers, possibly asking why we believe death
is the only way to meet.... her
Are we
A people stupid enough to believe differences make us different
Or a people naive enough to think similarities make us one
Loud opinions decide my fate hundreds of years ago
a CON used to institute my trading price. A value unforgotten by
preying eyes.
Profit is my enemy, for I am profitable
comfort is my delusion